The lost and found…
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found…. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: January, 2022
Nothing will last forever….
Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in 1989 Nothing will last forever…. She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her often. Nothing last… Continue reading
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay?
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time you would… Continue reading
Broken promises and forgotten places….
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields… Continue reading
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty…
(Big Sur, 1992) I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked….
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. Written in 1984) I don’t remember how you looked….. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your… Continue reading
As pretty as a perfect painting….
As pretty as a perfect painting A Poem by Coyote Poetry As pretty as a perfect painting… She told me. You… Continue reading
A new year, new hope and a poem.
New year, a new day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry2022 is here. Let’s make the year one to remember. New year, a new day…. Yesterday is gone, today is here.Last year, big… Continue reading
THE TENDERNESS OF ANGELS
Originally posted on Marlovian:
“Bright star, would I were as steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature`s patient, sleepless…
Happy or sad…
Happy or sad?… Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight? He looked at her pretty face and he whispered. The sea is kind, always near me now.… Continue reading