Did we give enough?/Did we bleed? The loco Monterey Poet shouted  to the sea. Did I give enough?/did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She tossed off… Continue reading →

Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote Poetry My morning thoughts. When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well? Hate and love… Continue reading →

Just words. A Poem by Coyote PoetryDo we create our place in our world? I have always loved the barefoot girls, shoeless girls can feel the sand or the grassy open fields with their… Continue reading →

 2500 miles I sat alone by the Big Sur Pacific. It is 1992 and I have found my sanity again. The writers and poets of Monterey befriended me. They call me the dark… Continue reading →

Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words 1-Break me Please break me and  make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to… Continue reading →

Almost lovers—- Misty eyes girl, she loved the sea, she loved the whiskey, she was a shade of light, a shade of darkness. She knew the rhythm of every Leonard song. I loved… Continue reading →

THE ILLUSION I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books and my laptop.… Continue reading →

Please tell me a story…… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading →

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Heart,That same one that has been broken countless of times,Sometimes you feel like you may never get to fix it,And then it beats again,To a rhythm mimicking your pain,Mimicking…

My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face to… Continue reading →