You are my masterpiece…
You are my masterpiece I saw you drinking and dancing alone. You were still as beautiful as in the Spring of 1978 when our eyes met for the first time. I remember you… Continue reading
You are my masterpiece I saw you drinking and dancing alone. You were still as beautiful as in the Spring of 1978 when our eyes met for the first time. I remember you… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
Big Sur, California. Highway 80. (My new story had begin. I hope it become worthwhile.) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry I arrived in the California in early January of 1992. I returned from… Continue reading
The Michigan Spring First warm day of Spring today. The sun is bright, nearing seventy degrees. My world is quiet and the warm day tempt me to find, a hidden… Continue reading
(I am tire of being locked-in. I need the lakes, the parks and the forest.) Ride Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget.… Continue reading
We had the month of May, once A pretty gal from Italy told me by the Monterey Bay, “the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to… Continue reading
Spring Equinox A Poem by Coyote Poetry Waiting for Spring Spring Equinox Winter cold touch was needed. Needed frost for the… Continue reading
Be kind, listen and be humble We are in the company of death always, I told the young writer. Don’t rush through life. Life moved fast enough. Find time to sit on the… Continue reading
The brown eyes girl Was a lonely beach, late Spring brought out the lovers of the sea. I saw near the moving and dancing Pacific. A woman and child. I fell… Continue reading
I want to fall in love Once, I was seeking the Hemingway life. Running toward war and away from love and life. Somehow I found the J.D Salinger silence. Once, bold and foolish… Continue reading