One isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns . I was so proud of the children. One isn’t a lonely number. When the Michigan… Continue reading
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love… Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading
Spare me your stories and sleazy words… (2 March 1986) I awoke alone. I reached out and brought a ghost of a lover back into my arms. In my sensuous and tranquil dreams.… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous.. Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
Love, Dance and celebrate being alive… She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan legs I desired to caress the moment I saw her walking… Continue reading
The singing Nightingale.. 1- Merrily, merrily, we shall go. We will freely escape, seeking the sun, seeking the sea. We may find love? We may hear the Nightingale song? We may find the… Continue reading
The poet and the artist. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to befriend many who love the sea. The poet and the artist… A poet… Continue reading
I want to fall in love again… Last year man prayed to Selena, the moon goddess on a warm Fall night. He told her, near the dancing Pacific ocean. The drunk man is… Continue reading