The storm…
The storm We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost on highway 69 and we didn’t want to be… Continue reading
The storm We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost on highway 69 and we didn’t want to be… Continue reading
The September song…. The leave are turning and the nights are cooler. The children are playing outside, enjoying the last days of Summer. I have become like the Autumn, my once young and … Continue reading
Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie…. I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading
The silence and the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write. The silence and the sea Blessed is the man who knew regret and he learn from it. Lucky is the… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest… Continue reading
Last days of August Summer, almost done. School shall be starting soon. The days of Fall are near. Let’s enjoy the closing days of August. One more beach day, one more day… Continue reading
Dear child The world weeps blood. Whole world blinded by hate and separation. Who will tell the child? He was born with no chance or opportunity. Born to learn to survive… Continue reading
Write on me The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading
Those were the days, my friend A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few seconds. She… Continue reading