Sacred places and sweet dreams…
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
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
My Siren.. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our… Continue reading
The damn road.. It was a cold winter day in late December. I awoke with my love andI kissed her face and lips and I whispered. Good morning. Her beautiful young body… Continue reading
Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading
A ocean apart.. You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I hold a simple letter in my hands.Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet and kind… Continue reading
Wisdom learned in a old man life A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime is hard to see beyond our own life. Wisdom learned in a old man life…. (July poetry.) When we are born.Even… Continue reading