One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrap me? Am I the captive or the guard? One, two, three, four. Did we dance? Prey… Continue reading
Daily Archive: December 10, 2025
The empty jars.
The empty jars. I watched her in the kitchen organizing the empty mason jars and empty bottles. She told me on a cold Winter morning, I store my dreams in the old mason… Continue reading
I remember you.
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometimes we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days were long.The… Continue reading
In Monterey.
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us. In Monterey. I called you to tell you I was all… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache.
The hills and the Apache. I had two bottles of good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons and some salt.I drove for three hours to the California fault line.Do some free-climbing and… Continue reading
My sweet Peggy.
My sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate. Her dreams are… Continue reading
A mad man prayer.
A mad man prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness. A mad man prayer. I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I dreamed… Continue reading