Hemingway last dance…
Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2018. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army send me to Fort Ord, California after the Gulf war. The Pacific… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2018. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army send me to Fort Ord, California after the Gulf war. The Pacific… Continue reading
A Spanish lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dream writing again. A Spanish Lullaby.. Once, you and I, became we. We distanced love and love found us. We were young, we were fearless and… Continue reading
Be the willow tree. Accept the winds of life and dance freely with her. A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot… Continue reading
Morning glory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near. Morning glory.. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking… Continue reading
Delia A Poem by Coyote Poetry The days of love are best days.” Delia.. O sweet you are, O brave you be and O darling. I love you… Continue reading
No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything and everything is love. No shame in love.. (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how… Continue reading
Steal a memory, borrow a memory… The dilemma of a long life. The restless heart learn to adore old memories. The fortune of youth become eloquence words on a sheet of paper. We… Continue reading
I’m nothing without you.. We are standing on a dangerous edge. Our sweet love had turned cold.You do not know what to do. Fight for our love or take flight. I know the… Continue reading
Ancient floors… In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading