The song of the living
The song of the living A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and… Continue reading
The song of the living A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
The season of love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Old memories. The seasons of love Late August 1978. My Scotland Beauty and I were enjoying our last days and nights together. She was… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me… Continue reading
I remember you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and poetry I remember you You taught me what love was. You taught me what tenderness could be my Scotland beauty. You… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… 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
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… 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