My beautiful Beatrice…
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. My beautiful Beatrice… Miracles… Continue reading
My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. My beautiful Beatrice… Miracles… Continue reading
The Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit.. (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and… Continue reading
I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want. Please tell me, I am your everything. I want demanding kisses and 3 am dances. I loved her… Continue reading
Hello homeless man sitting outside the CVS. Are you okay? I see the Army Jacket and his tire face. I sit with him and I asked him. Where are you going? What do… Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a Monterey, Ca. friend. The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading
Softly we go… Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to hear… Continue reading