Trying to lose your memory..
Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
Daily Archive: July 10, 2025
Open the doors. Dead poets and bare feet.
1- Open the doors.. Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into… Continue reading
Bang, bang. Part two.
Bang, bang… You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into secret kisses near the Lake St. Clair. You… Continue reading
The perfect place…
The perfect place.. I saw the four corners of the world seeking perfect place.I wanted to observe the rare views of a lucky life,I stood in the clouds upon the giant mountains in… Continue reading
Black roses..
Black rosesA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Black roses.. Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a place of mystery. She asked… Continue reading
The color of love..
The color of love.. Dear lover. You made me come alive.The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes anddrown in the gentleness of your voice. Your sweet… Continue reading
Sins of our father..
Daddy swims in sin, my poor father. Could not win. I see my father face in the mirror now and I have learned his disappointment. I told my children, I told my grandchildren.… Continue reading
Love is, just another four letter word..
Love is, just another four letter word… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime love become another dirty word… The word, Love is. Just another four letter word… She was so tire of the useless… Continue reading
Sometimes, we must loan and steal kisses..
Sometime we must steal and loan kisses… Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin’s tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat. Once she wanted everything and more, now she need the… Continue reading
Idyllic places and time.
Idyllic places and time.. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading