Behold a beautiful rose..
Behold a beautiful rose.. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Beauty
The Coyote is dancing…
The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
My muse and a beautiful Selah Sue song.
My muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… Continue reading
Fire, the flame and you
Fire, the flames and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can inflame us. Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy. My muse in the mist of confusion.… Continue reading
The nectar of you
The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Openly opening the door of friendship. Her… Continue reading
Rare times in life we tell the truth. “Anything goes.”
Anything goes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Days of your roaming the Texas bars. Left me with some good memories. Highway 35 had many good places to rest. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading
I need a positive poem. The Coastline
The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline I fell in love with her… Continue reading
My Winter love
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading
Big Sur and Monterey, California. (No words Wednesday.)
A view of Big Sur from the nearby hills. Downtown Monterey River Inn, Big Sur The dangerous rocks at Pfeiffer beach.
I don’t remember how you look
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading