Falling backwards..
Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading
Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading
Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz ….. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…. One year… Continue reading
Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading
Some fire begun and they can’t never be put out,beautiful smile, kind words and tender touches.Open doors, never to be closed. ————————————————————————————————–Those eyes,stole my thoughts,you are miracle and a wonder.Just a whisper by… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the Sea..A Poem by Coyote Poetry “In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. “ Daybreak confession to the Sea.. I have… Continue reading
California.. Do you remember me?I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun,the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.I loved the Winter storms,me… Continue reading
The sea and the memories.. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our… Continue reading
Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.” … Continue reading