San Francisco..
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Wild as the wind..
Wild as the wind… I told her. I need more of your kisses, I need more of your poetry verses by the sea.I needed you yesterday, I need you today and I need… Continue reading
Almost home..
Almost home.. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… 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
The quiet of the day..
The quiet of the day.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry About a friend, a Bosnian woman who wanted quiet and her garden. The quiet of the day.. He went to her home and he… Continue reading
Dead flowers and a beautiful Samantha Fish song..
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —-Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading
Be a flexible branch, not a dead root..
Be a flexible branch, not a dead root.. Late October in 1992. I had 45 days to get to Fort Ord. California. I left Michigan with three weeks left and four destined places.… Continue reading
Those were the good days, my dear friend.
Those were the good days, my dear friend… A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few… Continue reading
Fabiola..
Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name,… Continue reading
The Gypsy moon..
The Gypsy moon.. 1- Please listen to the song of nature, she is bleeding, she is dying. Mother Earth, giver of the water, giver of the plants and the giver of the clean… Continue reading