The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember.
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember… When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
The darkest days…
The darkest days… Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading
A wish upon a star…
A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.” A wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day…
A Monterey Summer day…. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading
The golden Dusk…
The golden dusk… We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time.I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you?Now our silence whispers of love words are rarely… Continue reading
Write down your wishes and prayers…
California poetry- Write down your wishes and prayers… Simple life need, just enough. If we take more than we need, we become, just thieves of useless items. I found a simple place, a… Continue reading
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written.
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written.. (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind…
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading
Please follow me and I will follow you…
Please follow me and I will follow you… 1- She was my favorite girl in Monterey. She could paint her world and she wrote like Mark Twain. She was stubborn gal from Ohio… Continue reading
One more time my love…
One more time my love… In sweet dream, I paint on a empty canvas, the beauty of your face, the softness of your lips. We were world apart and once, we try to… Continue reading