The mountain city. Idyllwild, California.
The mountain city. Idyllwild. Slow and easy pace in the mountains. Time to think and reflex on life, The mountain is a wise teacher. Better to be mountain, then a running river. Good… Continue reading
The mountain city. Idyllwild. Slow and easy pace in the mountains. Time to think and reflex on life, The mountain is a wise teacher. Better to be mountain, then a running river. Good… Continue reading
My Paloma.. You and I.We knew the sacred fire of love once. You and I.We were like careless children whispering promises of the love words, we couldn’t keep. You and I.We held mistress… Continue reading
The desert song Listen carefully. Old earth, old ground. Look like rock and soil only. The desert song is hard to hear. You must quiet the mind, relax the heart and open your… Continue reading
Pacific Ocean.. Some noises are beautiful. The song of the Monterey Bay. Singing seals. Blessings for the lucky. Coyote
Monterey Fishing Wharf.. ( I need a year in Monterey to write my novel.) The city of Monterey, hard to find. But a gem, when found. Gateway to Big Sur and Pfiefer beach.… Continue reading
Amie do, Amie does.. Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told me. If you want me.You must leave your tomb and find me.A divided heart… Continue reading
Free bird.. We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky in… Continue reading
I need a wild heart Love made me live Kind woman told me, we need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants,the movement of love is like… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses.. When the night is long and sleep is far away.Sweet faces appeared to awake dead passion and re-birth ghosts lost in the sea of memories. Regret is plenty… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Know that love is a careless child, And forgets promises past.” Sir Walter Raleigh” Love is a careless child.. I took my pen to paper and wrote that… Continue reading