Tattoos
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me, do you like my… Continue reading
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me, do you like my… Continue reading
Originally posted on Sarah Doughty:
“I wonder, what would this world be if love was free?” Love is not a gender. It’s not a color. It’s not a religion, nor any other kind…
Looking for Lestat’s café in San Diego Poetry, song and laughter. Lestat’s café, sell coffee and amazing artwork. I waited for Lestat. He did show. Pretty women in black did not tempt… Continue reading
Artwork in the California desert Hidden beauty, never forgotten. Coyote
Landscape Forget me not and please remember me always. I remember you. You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert. Your body, perfect landscape to discover… Continue reading
Monterey Wharf The city of Monterey, hard to find. But a gem, when found. Gateway to Big Sur and Pfiefer beach. The Monterey Wharf, free sample of clam chowder and kind faces.… Continue reading
The mountain city Slow and easy pace in the mountains. Time to think and reflex on life, The mountain is a wise teacher. Better to be mountain, then a running river. Good to… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
California poetry, Write down your wishes and prayers (A small store in Monterey had a box for prayers. I liked the idea.) Simple life need, just enough. If we take more than… Continue reading