The lucky one…
The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of friendship. A honored gift. The lucky one.. She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… Continue reading
The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of friendship. A honored gift. The lucky one.. She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… Continue reading
Ernest Hemingway… When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, the tropical places and drinking. He left us with the legacy of loving the women,… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
What is ugly? What is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading
No shame in love.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything. Everything is love. No shame in love.. (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how beautiful… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams.. She traced my skin with… Continue reading
Hell-bend highway… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people cannot be saved. 1- My Brother is free now… Always torn and never content. Being a regular Joe was not so easy for him.… Continue reading
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand? … Continue reading