The rising sun, the falling moon…
The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my new book. The Island. The rising sun, the falling moon Prettiest lady, I… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my new book. The Island. The rising sun, the falling moon Prettiest lady, I… Continue reading
Dear Monterey Once imprison man was taught how to be free by the dear Pacific. Kind Monterey, showed him, he had just begin. Once the Winter days of life stole his… Continue reading
Pretty words Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did.… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I try to describe you and each time I remember less.… Continue reading
Kind Springs days and the Summer days Forget me not, forget me forever. Winters cold is gone and the kind Spring days are here. The cold Winter days made me drink the vodka… Continue reading
The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and places. The sparkles in your eyes I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world around… Continue reading
Colors (The new world is here. Let’s be kind to each. Call someone you miss. Help the people you can. I pray our leaders are helping our brothers and sisters countries. Be a… Continue reading
Mother and child (Written in a coffee shop in 1991 in Monterey.) I touched her tummy, I listened to the heartbeat with my ear to her stomach. I loved the joy in her… Continue reading
Did I tell you? (Written, a long time ago. I hope you enjoy.) In your eyes, I’m everything. I am the sun, I am the moon, I am the soft wind that cools… Continue reading
Dreams (My first publish poem somewhere in 1982) I use to dream of you, dream of slowly undressing you. Touching and loving every desire, you wanted to feel. I wanted us to take… Continue reading