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Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine … Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine … Continue reading
If I knew A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we knew the future. Would we have done things differently? If I knew If I knew yesterday was our last day together, was… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of… Continue reading
You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and desire to take… Continue reading
Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expand and… Continue reading
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death.(If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways.… Continue reading
The wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom and dreams can be found in the field of the wildflowers. The wildflowers Wild flowers and sweet dreams. Dancing nude and free. You were my… Continue reading
Three short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words -Old man Standing by dirt and gravestone. I whispered I… Continue reading
Flesh and bones I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized too late. They don’t mean too much. Beautiful young… Continue reading
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. My beautiful Beatrice…… Continue reading