Wild horses..
Wild horses…. We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle fell.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
The beauty and the sea..
The beauty and the sea.. You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and I… Continue reading
The mountains..
The mountain city.. Slow and easy pace in the mountains. Time to think and reflex on life, The mountain is a wise teacher. Better to be mountain, then a running river. Good to… Continue reading
Artwork in the California desert.
Artwork in the California desert.. Hidden beauty, never forgotten. Coyote
Looking for Lestat’s cafe in San Diego..
Looking for Lestat’s cafe in San Diego Poetry, song and laughter. Lestat’s café, sell coffee and amazing artwork. I waited for Lestat. He did show. Pretty women in black did not tempt me… Continue reading
Tattoos.
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 smiled and… Continue reading
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old women..
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman… 1- Hey old man, hey old woman. What have you seen? What have you done? Can I sit with you? And please tell me… Continue reading
Beautiful Maria. Showed me the way to the fray..
A woman, too pretty to be near me. She took my hands and she told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You must find the Fray. Your organized life is killing you and your dead dreams… Continue reading
The Fray. The train ride to Monterey. part two.
The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray take you to where you need to me. The wistful life will… Continue reading
Thank you for the kindness of love..
Thank you for the kindness of love.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-eight.) Cecelia was a Monterey beauty. More beautiful than the flowers that decorated the walkway by… Continue reading