Lady Mischief…
Lady mischief… The Coyote told the falling Sun, the rising moon. I need less hard days, I need more easy day, cooler nights. I want deep and soulful jazz, the long river near… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: December, 2021
The Bacchus wine…
The Bacchus wine….Part one.. She was a Gypsy girl beauty. She had wildest eyes, the eyes of wonder and miracles. She waited for me in a bed of cotton sheets, her robust body… Continue reading
Drinking again…
Drinking again…. (December poetry number two) I use to like the daylight, I use to like the sun on my face. Somewhere in time, pretty things became less pretty. Conversation became, just useless… Continue reading
Cecelia, dear Cecelia….
Cecelia, dear Cecelia A Poem by Coyote PoetryDecember poetry number one. Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must find the sea with the moon falling into… Continue reading
perennial spring
Originally posted on Anna Yang:
the sky is frozen at dawn, masked by gray smokescreens drifting down the neighbors’ sloped rooftops and hovering between the tips of budding lemon trees. a ghost’s breath…
We shall fall and rise…
We shall fall and rise ——————————————————— I listened to you, you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart. I made you laugh and I told you. Naked heart and too… Continue reading
No take-backs my friend
No take-backs my friend…. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words . I should of never said. The… Continue reading
Idyllic places and time…
Idyllic place and time A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need beautiful beautiful places and beautiful faces Idyllic places and time…. The storyteller… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella…
Isabella, dear Isabella A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome people can steal your heart and mind. I took the midnight train to Florence; the days of Spring were coming to an ending. I loved the… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes…
I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading