Too late for forgiveness…
Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important than life. Please call me. Maybe I can help. Too late for forgiveness… Second brother… Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important than life. Please call me. Maybe I can help. Too late for forgiveness… Second brother… Continue reading
Can cry a tear… My heart still can a tear. A tear of loneliness,a loneliness of losing you completely. I could of survive without your kiss. But never see your beautiful face.Blessing me… Continue reading
Like a whisper… (This is the way the world ends.This is the way the world ends.This is the way the world ends.Not with a bang but a whisper.)T.S Eliot Beautiful Liz whispered. Dear… Continue reading
Ride.. True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing song till the morning light.Knowing open highways and not being controlled by money and possessions. I want the sea, the mountains… Continue reading
Paint me.. Elegant lady told me. Life is hard and the night is long my love.We must bathe in the kindness of the long midnight.Kind night allowed us to adrift in the safety… Continue reading
Wander or slowly die.. She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free highway.I didn’t try to capture her. Just made… Continue reading
Things lost, things found… My scattered memories reappear in wild dreams. I remember forgotten face, I remember forgotten places and I remember the last conversations with great people, I have known. Things lost,… Continue reading
Dancing in the dark with you dear Daniela. I was drinking whiskey alone and I was listening to the good jazz. A pretty auburn lady sat with me and she asked me, what… Continue reading
Lovely Veronica. The prettiest poet in Monterey read her work to us at the Monterey Coffee house. “Hello love, hello kind friend. In your eyes, you make me feel so worthwhile and so… Continue reading
Big Sur. A L.A girl is dancing alone with the Big Sur sea and the moon half moon is lighting up the night for her. She wanted a refuge from the madness of… Continue reading