Lovers and losers.
Lovers and losers She told me. I will cry for you. I would die for you. I will do anything to make you feel safe and loved. Please stay with me. The lonesome… Continue reading
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My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing.
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing 1- In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading
I am going to California.
I am going to California. I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and I loved… Continue reading
The coastline.
The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty,her power. I walk quickly to her andshe was dancing on… Continue reading
Highway 80 is calling my name.
Highway 80 is calling my name. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road. Highway 80 is calling my name. I’m tire, so damn tired.… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes.
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words, and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
Waterfall.
Waterfall A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe waterfall, free-flowing water. Like we should be.)“ Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp”Robert. Waterfall….. “Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp” The night… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes.
I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading
One, two,three, four. Do we begin again?
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading
Dead flowers. Written and verbal poetry.
Dead flowers.. I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning face,… Continue reading