You are in Paris and I am here.
You are in Paris and I am here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Maybe we are in the wrong place? You are in Paris and I am here… I hurt myself again today and… Continue reading
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Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey.
Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey. In was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal, I left her in late December 1991. To remind her.… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing.
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and I… Continue reading
For my brothers.
For my brothers. Written in 1988. Child with your eye closed to living. How can I bring hope and sweetness to a life, where hope and dreams are long forgotten on your journey… Continue reading
Seconds in time.
Seconds in time… A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to the loves one’s who died… Continue reading
My great love.
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare. Hold on tight. Doesn’t always last forever. My great love.A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Pain of love lost must disappear into the… Continue reading
Rebirth.
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us?
Where will this road lead us? Love has became a raging torment in my heart and mind. I was blinded by disappointment and hate. Love has forsaken me. This was the love I… Continue reading
On the thread of a word.
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be sweet, love can damn us. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading
The karma of love.
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading