(Highway poetry-short poemsA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words) 1- Wander or slowly die… She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a sigh… Continue reading
The sea and the chess game… Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila.The old man had few friends. People see a old man with no-place to go.They… Continue reading
Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean… My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the… Continue reading
I have no chance… My beautiful dear lady is waiting for me, a touch of the sun upon her face. I stand at a distance and I appreciate her gentle eyes, the softness… Continue reading