The prettiest gal in town…
The prettiest gal in town A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. The prettiest gal in town…. She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she always carry a smile… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: January, 2021
You are my story….
You are my story Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and… Continue reading
The parting glass…….
The parting glass…. Last year, the greatest man I ever know. My father Jack. Died on 29 January 2020.96 year, he was.Was a WW2 veteran, fought in the battles of Germany. He was… Continue reading
A Neil Diamond song an some words.
You don’t bring me flowers anymore….. Please kiss me once, please kiss me twice. Make me believe love is still alive and so sweet. Once we were Winter lovers, Spring wishy washy dreamers… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish…
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote PoetryAge make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old men wish…. I knew… Continue reading
My Lady (Written in 1982)
(Big Sur, California rocks.) (Basel, Switzerland, 1978) My lady…. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon a star, to be… Continue reading
Run with the wind and dance with the sea..
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. One year… Continue reading
Poem – “Your Love Leaves Echoes” – Romanticism – 1/25/2021
Originally posted on Modern Romanticism:
Your callLike few birds atop the bundleOf rosemary.Blush to divine cheeks,Bliss to lips of splendor,Adorned in what reddens the skyBy a dress,Wrapping your thin figureIn strands that weave…
Like a river, we are.
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
Old dogs, children and watermelon wine..
Old dogs, children and watermelon wine…. Sitting alone by the California fault line in 1998. Almost forty and I felt old as the mountains I could see. My tire mind wondered what… Continue reading