Daughter wedding
Daughter’s wedding in July One of my best days. Walking dear Daughter down a aisle, where two people become one in life. Love is life, life is love. Dancing Coyote
Daughter’s wedding in July One of my best days. Walking dear Daughter down a aisle, where two people become one in life. Love is life, life is love. Dancing Coyote
Michigan is paradise in the Summer. Nature is alive and the days are long and wonderful. No schools for the kids, days at the beach and the lazy days of Summer. A blessing… 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 pass… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2018. I fell in love with her in 1992. Old Army send me to Fort Ord, California after the Gulf war. The Pacific… Continue reading
Never more, evermore or nothing more She told me, please take of the mask. You may not like what you see. You have learned to love the darkness, please look closer, look closer… Continue reading
Right or wrong Right or wrong. I am at the right place my sweet Pretty lady danced to the slow… Continue reading
Never enough whiskey she told me Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear Julia,… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you, blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand? … Continue reading