A song of forever…
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
When comes a stranger…
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desired. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great… Continue reading
Don’t look at me with disappointment..
Don’t look at me with disappointment. (Written in 1978) Don’t look at me,don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls,I’m not afraid.Like you, a… Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea..
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
The empty jars and a amazing Ray LaMontagne song.
The empty jars.. I watched her in the kitchen organizing the empty mason jars and empty bottles.She told me on a cold Winter morning,I store my dreams in the old mason jars.Each one… Continue reading
San Francisco…
San Francisco.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
The days of love and a beautiful Ayla Nereo song.
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
A safe place to go… And a beautiful Alisa Fineman song.
A safe place to go.. Once we were wild horses, once we loved the wide open road. Once all we needed was holding and loving each other though-out the long days and nights.… Continue reading
Love is like a flower garden..
Love is like a flower garden.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.) Love is like a flower garden..… Continue reading
Her garden…
Her garden.. I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden and she loved her roses and her natural herbs. We would talk of Dryden, Donne… Continue reading