Who is free, who is not

  We weave our journey, strings and ropes decisions, take us to where we belong. ——————————————————————————————————– Once warrior, the body is old, the mind is tire. He is still a warrior, now he… Continue reading →

Marcella

Marcella   I found a twenty-five year old storage bag. Filled with old photos and old letters. I went through them, one by one. Each photo showed me a stranger, who lived and… Continue reading →

“The kiss”

    The kiss   The hot days of Summer days were upon us. Youth, wine, song and Germany were are blessings. We had the long Summer days to roam, talk and find… Continue reading →

“I miss nothing”

I miss nothing   In and out we played, digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content.   You were… Continue reading →

“Lilac wine”

  Lilac wine   Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring love,… Continue reading →

“Our world”

(Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) Our world   Grandchild play with other children at the beach. He does not see the color of the other children skin and he… Continue reading →

The California highway

The California highway   The desert art is everywhere. Seeking of beauty can find beautiful artwork. Artwork, poetry for the eyes. Dancing Coyote          

Dear Monterey

Dear Monterey I fell in love with you 1992 and my beloved Monterey. You were more beautiful in 2018. Dancing Coyote

Some California photos, May 2018