Almost love in California..
( Me and Jenny in 1992. In Monterey. ) Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be.… Continue reading
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My muse and a beautiful Selah Sue song.
My muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… Continue reading
You are my everything and a beautiful Selah Sue song.
You are my everything .. Love remembers everything, I told my new young friend at the Seaside city, California tavern. A beautiful red-haired beauty with long legs walked by and I told my… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere..
The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading
What is poetry?
What is poetry? I was asked. What is poetry? I told her, poetry is everything. Poetry is the description of the first kiss, the first dance. Poetry suppose make us laugh out loud,… Continue reading
Liar’s moon lullaby…
Liar’s moon lullaby.. I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces, for the… Continue reading
Please stay with me..
Please stay with me.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryRare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… I sipped… Continue reading
The sea dancer..
The sea dancer.. The lovely coming Dusk, worshiped the dancing beauty. The falling sun smiled, the rising moon loved the girl, dancing for him. I went to her and I told her, you… Continue reading
When comes a stranger..
Death come when she desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great job. A hot girlfriend with clear blue eyes and legs as long as Texas… Continue reading
The blue dress…
The blue dress.. I found you sitting alone at your family party. Your once fiery hazel eyes, grey with sadness. I asked you. How are your dear Belinda? You are still so beautiful.… Continue reading