Thank you for the dance..
Thank you for the dance… Once, by the sea. We confessed love to each other and to the Pacific ocean. Once, we danced. Danced for the moon and for the stars above. Once,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Love and hate…
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby..
The cursed lullaby.. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
Too old to die young.. And a beautiful song by The Trishas.
Too old to die young.. Almost 66 years old, lived in many places and had many lives. Old man looking back at me in the mirror. I whispered. Too old to die young.… Continue reading
She is free…
She is free —————————————————————————————– She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading
Sometimes it snow in April.. And a amazing Prince song.
Sometimes it snows in April… 1- Was a warm April day and she left him, feeling breathless.Her wild eyes and her thousand dreams, he adored.The fire in her voice, made him follow her… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face..
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
Pretty words..
Pretty words.. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses…
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses.. When the night is long and sleep is far away.Sweet faces appeared to awake dead passion and re-birth ghosts lost in the sea of memories. Regret is plenty… Continue reading
Two shots of happy and one shot of sad…
Two shots of happy and one shot of sad.. I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading