The city of lights or anywhere
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you, blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
Lake Gichigana Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people.… Continue reading
(Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island.) Everyone is a river Nicole sat in her bra and pantie, her bare feet… Continue reading
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the new book, The island. Love… Continue reading
You are my story Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon… Continue reading
Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever, we were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places.… Continue reading
Father never cried My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him and I saw… Continue reading
Promises and a miracle Your soft hands in my hands, us together upon the soft bed. You smell of Summer flowers and we do not speak. We knew, love didn’t need words.… Continue reading
The Scottish kisses It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the German… Continue reading