The sweet red wine.
The sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. The sweet red wine. It was early fall. The sweet… Continue reading
The sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. The sweet red wine. It was early fall. The sweet… Continue reading
You forgave me. Dear Sheena. I remember us. We were something. I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more. I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love. Drinking aged wine… Continue reading
The song of life, the song of death. I have sang the song of life and I have sang the song of death. The songs to celebrate life and death. Once upon a… 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 painted my world… Continue reading
Beautiful Scottish eyes… Once I found the prettiest girl in the world. I fell into her eyes and she told me. Please Johnnie, don’t break my heart. I told her. Sheena, Sheena, my… Continue reading
I told the young couple fighting in a tavern at Fort Lewis. The past is lost. You cannot return to where you are. Better to hold silence and hold on tight. Sweet woman… Continue reading