Love behold, love be bold…
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoetry for the new book, The island. Love behold, love… Continue reading
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoetry for the new book, The island. Love behold, love… Continue reading
Fool’s gold…. The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my hands… Continue reading
Who am I now? We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some of us… Continue reading
My enchantress. Letters to Marcella Beatrice. Letter number one. Dear Marcella Beatrice. I do miss you so and you broke my heart at the airport. I know you need your home, Florence and… Continue reading
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written.. (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading