Our legacy, some little poetry.
Our legacy, some little poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Awakening my muse. Legacy, some little poetry… 1- The Monterey tavern poet sat alone and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his… Continue reading
Our legacy, some little poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Awakening my muse. Legacy, some little poetry… 1- The Monterey tavern poet sat alone and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his… Continue reading
Some little poetry.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Less epic poetry written. Some little poetry.. 1- His Achilles heel was his grandchildren, he tried to keep them safe. And he knew, he had left… Continue reading
A Monterey night.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in Monterey. I would write the great novel and never complain. 1- Moonlight kiss.. Tonight I need, a midnight kiss, a moonlight… Continue reading
Behold a beautiful rose.. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.. A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing the movement of the river, to caress her feet. The sun, sun-kissed her beautiful… Continue reading
Swiftly love can come.. Swiftly love can come, swiftly love go away. Today we walked the Port Austin pier, one mile into the beauty of Lake Huron. And the world is so far… Continue reading