The midnight hours.. April poetry month number six..
The midnight hours.. I knew when I met her near the sea. She was a dangerous endeavor. Her wild sea blue eyes and gentle voice, I could see the wild world in eyes… Continue reading
The midnight hours.. I knew when I met her near the sea. She was a dangerous endeavor. Her wild sea blue eyes and gentle voice, I could see the wild world in eyes… Continue reading
(My goal 30 new poems for Poetry month. April. Number five. I remember you… 1- Once I knew you.. I was your Doc Holliday and you were my Kate. We knew the whiskey,… Continue reading
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.” My beautiful Beatrice… Miracles… Continue reading
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?” … Continue reading
I want to know you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Secrets and mystery leave us wanting to know more.” I want to know you.. Invisible whispers and silence photos they give me remnants… Continue reading
Sunday lovers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to know many Sundays with someone you love and you have no-where to go and the love is alive still.” Sundays lovers… Me and you… Continue reading