The night had fallen.
1- The night had fallen.. The sun splendor is not forgotten. Taverns are closed.The long day bring the quiet of the night.The midnight hour gathered people sharing their secrets and the need of… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: November, 2025
The cold night whispered.
The cold night whispered… The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone.Once great love turns indifferent andour love true turn to fathom dreams.We spoke careless words,maybe true, maybe not?Maybe we were… Continue reading
The simple rules of kindness.
The simple rules of kindness.A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place. The simple… Continue reading
Fabiola, my Fabiola.
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
The poet’s heart.
The poet’s heart… The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a summer waltz near the sea and I… Continue reading
Morning glory.
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
No shame in love.
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
I saw a face.
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me, and she embraced me… Continue reading
Five little poems.
One….. Just photos in a book, just beautiful faces missed. Just kind voices heard in my dreams now. Beautiful hearts missed. Two….. Swirl me in your mind, my kind lover. Make me believe,… Continue reading
A song of forever.
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shunned love, and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading