Dear Michigan
Dear Michigan A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Michigan —- Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
California poetry-The sea
The sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time. The sea I told her. Become like the sea.… Continue reading
Some California poetry-The waltz
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The… Continue reading
Some warm days poetry-Big Sur
Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. Big Sur a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will… Continue reading
“We danced, loved and you never departed my heart”
We danced, loved and you never departed my heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write We danced , loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 58-year-old. I… Continue reading
“Old soldier”
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan
California poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often dear Jenny. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become colder and more hidden with time and age. ——… Continue reading
“I remember you”
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading
“I serenaded to the paragon of beauty”
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon of… Continue reading
“Strangers, trains and planes”
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading