My Great love
(Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.) My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leave… Continue reading
(Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.) My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leave… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness trainI’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit.I’m strangled with useless things.… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up… Continue reading
Art and words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Art is poetry for the eyes. Art and words In ancient China. They believed there was a affinity between painting and poetry. The true… Continue reading
Two short poems for love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m learning to write poems without being epic. Savior Sweet blue eyes girl told me. “You ask for so little. We have… Continue reading
Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expands and… Continue reading
Ecstasy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem of love and freedom to dance in the heat of love. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading
Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. Big Surf a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign… Continue reading
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today. Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading
Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love. We danced and learned true laughter at… Continue reading