Johnnie need the Pacific ocean. The coastline.
The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on… Continue reading
The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on… Continue reading
An Torn Angel.. My broken Angel.Please smile for me andplease stay with me at the sea all night. Your world has fallen apart andyou don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you… Continue reading
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
Sacrificial meal.. She was a tall, Texas born, long legged Austin girl. She gave me a coy smile.Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattlewaiting to be slaughter.… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break. The threads of… Continue reading
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and friends….… Continue reading
The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old places. The sparkles in your eyes… I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare. Hold on tight, when love is near. Doesn’t always last forever. My great love..A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Pain of love lost… Continue reading
A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon a paper A cradle hymn… Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird. It don’t sing.Daddy… Continue reading
Roses are red and violets are blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Listening to old and very good music tonight. Roses are red and violets are blue… Roses are red.Violets are blue andyou… Continue reading