She was a sea dancer.
She was a sea dancer. She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces… Continue reading
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Memorial Day poetry. At peace, at last.
At peace, at last… (Sometime war killed the soldier slowly.) The Soldiers gave him a 21-gun salute.Only young and old Soldiers came to say goodbye.Old Sergeant Major finally drank himself to death.35years a… Continue reading
Parable of Celia.
Parable of Celia. She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. She was wearing a sun dress of white showing soft… Continue reading
Please take my heart, please take my hands.
Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate… Continue reading
If I was the king of the forest.
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Old memories and old dreams.” If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud German women and… Continue reading
A naked woman.
A naked woman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings in… Continue reading
Two Guitars.
Two guitars. I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood, and I called you and I told you, my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
An immortal love once.
An immortal love once. A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove is rare and it is a blessing. I had a immortal love once…I told the whiskey glass. The worst sin done, is something we wanted… Continue reading
The mercy.
The mercy. She was like a blessed mermaid from the Pacific. She came to me on a Fall night when the moon was full. She asked me at the midnight hour. Have you… Continue reading
Happy Halloween. Saving Amber. Part three and four.
Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry“What hide in the dark. It will come out and hunt” … Continue reading