The dance of emotion.
The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is fair. We must give to receive. The Dance of Emotion. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.Her skimpy negligee… Continue reading
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Run with the wind. Dance with the sea.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Something to make you smile and laugh. Run with… Continue reading
The animal.
The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure… Continue reading
Last bus going toward the sea.
Last bus going toward the sea.. 1- I traveled 1500 miles toward the Florida sea. It was the last bus to the ocean. I was reaching for a miracle, I was dreaming of… Continue reading
Just a slow dance.
Just a slow dance.. Once upon a blue moon, the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor loved me. I told the polite bartender. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You come here almost every night… Continue reading
The sea. My first love.
The sea, my first love. Had been 7 years since my feet walks in the sea. I fell in love with the sea in 1991. I found the Pacific Ocean going to Fort… Continue reading
A new Halloween tale. Lestat’s coffee shop conversation.
Lestat’s coffee shop conversation. Was a quiet San Diego night. I read my poetry at a poetry reading next to the Lestat’s coffee shop. I read an old poem. ” Bitter branches Old… Continue reading
Beautiful girl danced for the moon and the stars.
Beautiful girl danced for the moon and the stars. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars,her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes.
I saw the sun in your eyes.. ( You let me love you. I knew I was blessed.) I long for you when you are not near. I yearn to hold your hands,… Continue reading
The pretty things, the dangerous things.
The pretty thing, the dangerous things.. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading