Drunk man calling
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Chapter seven. Good conversation. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Ancient people can teach us how to live. Highway 80 west stories. Part eight. Conversation with new friends. The… Continue reading
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading
Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 34 years ago and today for my blue… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams She traced my skin… Continue reading
You are fire and I’m wood. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You are fire and I’m wood.” Thank you the great Poet Virgil for these words. You are fire and I’m wood… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Part five Two days in Salt Lake city. Conversation with Lana. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My traveling tale. I left the war and took a 12 days road… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. … Continue reading
Three short poems about love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Trying to be less epic for one day. Three short poems about loveOpen doors Open the shades wide. Lite the incense candles… Continue reading