We had the month of May, once…
We had the month of May, once… Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading
We had the month of May, once… Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan.. You told me often.Love wasn’t enough.The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough…I called you my beautiful Jenny and I told you.California coastline is so… Continue reading
Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely. … Continue reading
What is wrong, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer… Part six… “Making love… Did we make love, did we seek the place of mercy? Did I love you enough? Were we running to each… Continue reading
Run with the wind and dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. Daybreak confession to the Sea… I… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
We become, who we supposed to be…. Chapter one.. I befriended a 30-30 once. I cleaned her five-time daily and I drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey. I wrote dead-man poetry and I didn’t… Continue reading
Beatrice Marcella, my Winter storm… Dante’s Beatrice left him to swim in the misery of so close and so far away. She allowed him to travel to hell and back to find her.… Continue reading
Somewhere in time… ( Poem twenty-four for April poetry month.) I found the Pacific in 2016. The late May-days of Monterey were upon the ancient city. I wandered to the old places, I… Continue reading