Nothing last forever
Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed. Nothing last forever (Written on March 6, 1989 I… Continue reading
Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed. Nothing last forever (Written on March 6, 1989 I… Continue reading
Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge. Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled… Continue reading
Beautiful Jennifer. 25 days in paradise. I was alone and almost dead in spirit and hope. At work I was considered the best in the business.I could… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we want what we shouldn’t have. The storm She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to… Continue reading
She had Angels wings upon her back A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is sad when little is acceptable. When we forgot the sweet want of love and kindness. Warning This Poem is… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched. They burn… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn “Conversation with a Siren.” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Purgatory part two Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Purgatory Inn — … Continue reading
Whispers in the dark A Poem by Coyote Poetry Things never touched can haunt us more than what was done. Whispers in the dark I lay on cold sheets not wanting the… Continue reading
Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone. Thinking about a missed woman. I made a wish. It wasn’t the first star, but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright,… Continue reading