Strangers, trains and planes’
Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon. I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday. She held a silence… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon. I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday. She held a silence… Continue reading
(The weeping song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts.) You are in Paris and I’m here I hurt myself again today and I allowed… Continue reading
Fever I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are wearing your red dress and dangerous smile. I… Continue reading
The lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The lullaby The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. Once a sensual woman whispered to me on a warm Spring day. “Come… Continue reading
Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in South America in 1993. Bad food and tropical weather did me… Continue reading
Celestial beauty A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Celestial beauty (“He sees his love, and nothing else he sees.”—Thomas Campion) You are my folly and my blessings. You are my… Continue reading
The night is young and the night is long, my love I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning. You are my… Continue reading
Wanderlust Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace. Those eyes make me swim… Continue reading