I am no-one. You are everything.
I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The farewells are… Continue reading
I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The farewells are… Continue reading
My masterpiece Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes… Continue reading
The intoxicating kiss The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading
Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the… Continue reading
If I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading
–Pray for peace. Pray for the end of violence. We need to lead with concern, kindness and love. For the sake of the children in our world. IF I was the king… Continue reading
Please stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… Continue reading
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way… Continue reading
Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children. … Continue reading