“Looking for Hemingway”
Looking for Hemingway It is happy hour at the Monterey wharf, I was looking for Earnest Hemingway. I ordered two double shots of Irish whiskey. I put one in front of… Continue reading
Looking for Hemingway It is happy hour at the Monterey wharf, I was looking for Earnest Hemingway. I ordered two double shots of Irish whiskey. I put one in front of… Continue reading
Listen, remember and learn ——————————————– Listen I love the misty… Continue reading
Folly A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-rewrite Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost.… Continue reading
Angel dancing, too close to earth. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Beautiful song. Angels dancing,… Continue reading
Sanctuary ——————————————————————– I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in the… Continue reading
All the way Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is our’s to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the… Continue reading
Verbal poetry. Please enjoy.
Alone Once my home filled with voices and noise. Now the house is quiet. The streets are empty, the grandchildren are locked in their room with their mama. The parks are closed, few… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… Continue reading
For Ben Jonson. Writer, actor and poet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dryden introduced Ben Jonson to me. Writer, Poet and Actor. 1573-1637. To write To become a good writer. We must read and… Continue reading