Black roses
Black roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Black roses Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a… Continue reading
Big Sur, California photos
May photos Big Sur
Our children
Our children A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Our children “Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself” Kahlil Gibran My child, you have… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance
Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2016. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army… Continue reading
Tuck me in
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CONTROL
Control… What’s control? Control be gone Like the devil it is Seductive Manipulating Maiming Let me be wild Like the roaring lion Let me roar with the wind Dance in the sun Gyrate…
Song Sparrow
Their song is sung in even the darkest of nights. Bringing the world around them once more to life. Their voices- so vibrant, so vivid, so poignant, and clear. Gives them strength to…
‘With you’
With you I saw the four corners of the world seeking perfect place. I wanted to observe the rare views of a lucky life, I stood in the clouds upon the giant mountains,… Continue reading
Ruins
Originally posted on Megha's World:
First published in The Quiet Letter, July 2018 “Mankind’s lessons are written in the ruins of his civilization.” ― Anthony T. Hincks Days rolled into nights and…
‘Miss nothing, miss everything’
Miss nothing, miss everything. We painted our world fiery red once. We try to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable.We painted our world white once. Allowed secret pain and… Continue reading