Cecelia, dear Cecelia…
Cecelia, dear Cecelia A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love will find you. John Donne. Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must… Continue reading
Cecelia, dear Cecelia A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love will find you. John Donne. Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must… Continue reading
Katie do, Katie does A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams. Katie do, Katie does.. Beautiful as the rising Summer sun.Sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote… The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by… Continue reading
We had the month of May, once… Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could have done… Continue reading
My eyes adored you… My sweet dream, my first dream and my last dream.I loved you since you were my sweet and kind friend.Always gentle and sweet words given to me by… Continue reading
She was a portrait of beauty.Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me? I told her.… Continue reading
Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached. Don’t ask for less… Echos of memories and voices… Continue reading
The lady in the black dress… Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle in my hands. Playing alone in the bone yard of long and shattered… Continue reading
Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today. Song of love… Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of… Continue reading