1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading
She is free now.. —————————————————————————————– 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… Continue reading
I was condemned after I saw your face.. I was looking for the wide open road and some kind of freedom, anda pretty lady sat alone, on a barren road on the back… Continue reading
Dear Monterey A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The letters.” Dear Monterey.. The letters… Dear BethI roamed your Facebook site. You are still so beautiful. I told you I was okay. I… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan A Poem by Coyote Poetry rewrite Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often.Love wasn’t enough.The heart become far away and hidden with time and age.- California isn’t enough I called you my… Continue reading