Old painter on the beach boardwalk Old man sat alone.He was painting a picture of a woman.She was from another time. We sat in silence till he finally spoke to me.He whispered “Her… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
The winds a’howl and a’rage As torrential rains lash at the sea And the land grows dark Dark as a starless night at midnight The ocean waters verily heave Whether in rebellion ‘gainst…

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way to love… Continue reading →

Strong words and thoughts shared by a talented writer.

Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry (A very old poem, I hope you enjoy.)   Wounded Angel  My sad  friend.Please smile for me.Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has… Continue reading →

My last stand will be in New York City…. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading →

Hot damn…. Prettiest woman in the dance hall, looked at me and shared her enticing smile. I inventoried her long legs and her tight black dress. She was a wild orchid in the… Continue reading →

  Wild horses…. Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Under the influence!:
Eugène Delacroix, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons Breton Folklore Breton myths and folktales are often a dark blend of Celtic, pagan and Christian influences that result in…