The kindest days, we do need.
1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was my sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a summer day, was a day at the sea and was a day we slow… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Like this. Remembering Monterey.
Like this.. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
The day is gone, and the darkness is here.
The day is gone, and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading
Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling.
“Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again. Doris Day Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. You and me are escaping to the days of old and… Continue reading
The dance.
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
I couldn’t find you.
I couldn’t find you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need people to excite our imagination first. The flesh can forget. The mind yearn for more. I couldn’t find you. Where are you… Continue reading
The dance of emotion.
The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is fair. We must give to receive. The Dance of Emotion. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.Her skimpy negligee… Continue reading
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Something to make you smile and laugh. Run with… Continue reading
The animal.
The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure… Continue reading
Last bus going toward the sea.
Last bus going toward the sea.. 1- I traveled 1500 miles toward the Florida sea. It was the last bus to the ocean. I was reaching for a miracle, I was dreaming of… Continue reading