My midnight dancer. My lovely Marcella.
My midnight dancer.. A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Three short poems for love..
Three short poems about love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Three short poems about love.. 1- Open the window.. Open the shades wide.Light the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go..
(My dear Jenny in 1991.) Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early… Continue reading
The whiskey and the beer song. We have.
The whiskey and the beer song. We have. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to hide in the wrong things and places.” The whiskey and the beer… A whiskey and a beer was the song… Continue reading
Dark eyes Angel who lost her wings…
Dark Eyes Angel who losts her wing. (I was still roaming the country. The days when time wasn’t a concern. May 1994. Writing and reading poetry brought me the confused and lost woman.… Continue reading
For Veteran day.. Old soldier..
Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Thank you for the dance..
Thank you for the dance… Once, by the sea. We confessed love to each other and to the Pacific ocean. Once, we danced. Danced for the moon and for the stars above. Once,… Continue reading
Love and hate…
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading
She is free…
She is free —————————————————————————————– She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading
Pretty words..
Pretty words.. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading