‘The songs of the seasons’
The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading
The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading
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My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. … Continue reading
Dance with daughter Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park… Continue reading
My true love (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014) The fortunate one The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerge in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading
My little wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading
Originally posted on I am Lovely and Lonely and I Belong Deeply To Myself :
Promise me a place inyour house of memoriesbeautiful forgotten dreamsof old photos and broken wishes pieces of my soulhidden…
My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading
Originally posted on Confab With Me:
We judge too often and hate too much We lie too often and smile too little We cry in private and hide our emotions We don’t think…