Play me the waltz of the angel…
Play me the waltz of the angels… I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
Play me the waltz of the angels… I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
(My new book , I will try to complete next week. I have nine days off from work. Need deep edit and is the story worthwhile. Thank you for reading.) The Island-… Continue reading
Idyllic A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the book I am writing, the island. Idyllic We shall know never-more,… Continue reading
Lake Gichigana Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading
Dear Autumn Christine I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you. I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me. You laughed at… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ‘ You and I’. I was the dancing moon, whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading
Love tragedy I remember the hellos. So sweet and kind. You were a wild girl in a woman body. You made me learn to dance, learn to climb the fault lines… Continue reading
The Loveliest girl in Monterey The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her… Continue reading
Letters, never send. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Letters, never send. Dear Juliette You told me often my… Continue reading
Misty eyes You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow… Continue reading