What is ugly? What is beautiful?
What is ugly? What is beautiful? A Poem by Coyote Poetry What is ugly? what is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Naked ladies and the roses. And a beautiful Alisa Fineman song.
Naked ladies and the roses. 1- When I hold you tightly and we dance near the Big Sur Sea. The sun kissed our faces and we enthralled in the miracle of love kindness.… Continue reading
She is free.
She is free. 1- She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. Love should be… Continue reading
My singing nightingale.
My singing Nightingale.. 1- Merrily, merrily, we shall go. We will freely escape, seeking the sun, seeking the sea. We may find love? We may hear the Nightingale song. We may find the… Continue reading
We danced for the sea, and we prayed to the goddess of the sea for more.
We danced for the sea, and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more. I called her my honey, I called her dear Jenny and she called me. The mountain who… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same. For dear Fabiola.
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Her garden.
Her garden. I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden, and she loved her roses and her natural herbs. We would talk of Dryden, Donne… Continue reading
San Francisco.
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
I remember you and a fantastic Doris Day song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.” I remember you. The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue… Continue reading
Sweet pleasures and rare delights.
Sweet pleasures and rare delights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights. Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till… Continue reading