The prettiest gal in town..
The prettiest gal in town A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words for a pretty memory. The prettiest gal in town… She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in town A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words for a pretty memory. The prettiest gal in town… She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she… Continue reading
Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wander or slowly die.. She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the… Continue reading
The dance of the sea.. I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black. I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your beautiful face,… Continue reading
Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Catch the wind.. Please kind lady, please lay with me.Allow the night to cover us with the warmth of love embrace.We were strangers till we learned.We had the same dreams, we were alone… Continue reading
A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her.She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass.She asked me. Would you love me when my ginger hair… Continue reading
Wandering soldier.. The wandering soldier, he loved the sin, he loved the gin and he wanted a good death. The wise soldiers know life don’t wait for you. You must seek life, know… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in my town A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words for a pretty memory. The prettiest gal in my town… She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather… Continue reading
The illusion of loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry (Sometime we want what we cannot have. ) The illusion of love.. I held you so tightly. We found paradise by the midnight moon.I was seeing… Continue reading