The waltz…
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz…. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz…. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading
Secret love… Once brave man is quiet now. Bloody life led him to lonely place and the Monterey bay. He called a old phone number and he listened. A sweet voice whispered. I… Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter one. We become, who we supposed to be. I befriended a 30-30… Continue reading
Dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful faces appear making you wish for different decisions and better endings. Dreams, wishes and whispers….. Old age make us ponder thoughts and decisions.We travel… Continue reading
No shame in love A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove is everything. Everything is love. No shame in love… (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how beautiful and… Continue reading
You can’t return from where you left. A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poem from 1993 with a re-write You can’t return from where you left…. (A Poet, is one, who believes and one… Continue reading
Tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos…. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found…. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
Happy or sad?… Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight? He looked at her pretty face and he whispered. The sea is kind, always near me now.… Continue reading