I lift my eyes…
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes… Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes… Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
Copy and paste A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can you truly protect your words and art. Copy and paste… New world my brothers and sisters writers and artist.Computers are running the world.Are the… Continue reading
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the paper….… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could have done… Continue reading
A slow dance… ———————————————————————————————————— Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice,… Continue reading
The willow trees…. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can. The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to… Continue reading
Wild horses… Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading
One. Just photos in a book, just beautiful faces missed. Just kind voices heard in my dreams now. Beautiful hearts missed. Two.. Swirl me in your mind, my kind lover. Make me believe,… Continue reading
Love is love… A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life and she read her words to us. “I weaved a page… Continue reading
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos,,, My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading