Black roses
Black roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Black roses Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a… Continue reading
Black roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Black roses Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a… Continue reading
May photos Big Sur
Our children A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Our children “Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself” Kahlil Gibran My child, you have… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2016. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army… Continue reading