Ride- I am ready to go anywhere.
(I am tire of being locked-in. I need the lakes, the parks and the forest.) Ride Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget.… Continue reading
(I am tire of being locked-in. I need the lakes, the parks and the forest.) Ride Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget.… Continue reading
Happy Tuesday, my friends. Some nice things to be read. Be careful and be safe.
We had the month of May, once A pretty gal from Italy told me by the Monterey Bay, “the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to… Continue reading
Spring Equinox A Poem by Coyote Poetry Waiting for Spring Spring Equinox Winter cold touch was needed. Needed frost for the… Continue reading
Be kind, listen and be humble We are in the company of death always, I told the young writer. Don’t rush through life. Life moved fast enough. Find time to sit on the… Continue reading
Ben Jonson became my favorite, many years ago. I tell the young writers. You must read the ancient writers to understand poetry and story. If we read and seek more knowledge. Our writing… Continue reading
The brown eyes girl Was a lonely beach, late Spring brought out the lovers of the sea. I saw near the moving and dancing Pacific. A woman and child. I fell… Continue reading
I want to fall in love Once, I was seeking the Hemingway life. Running toward war and away from love and life. Somehow I found the J.D Salinger silence. Once, bold and foolish… Continue reading
“This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper. .” T.S. Eliot “My grandfather told me often, one day, the teacher will become the student.… Continue reading
“Death is a pause, just a place we must meet. Life is possibilities, don’t wait for things we want. Time wasted in useless things, just days wasted. Do things you enjoy, find laughter,… Continue reading