What is ugly? What is beautiful?
What is ugly? What is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading
What is ugly? What is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading
Behold a beautiful rose.. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading
The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded… Continue reading
Once upon a time.. I returned to Akron in 1980. I was looking for a sweet memory In 1973 at my fifteen birthday party. The prettiest friend of my sister gave me a… Continue reading
We need barefoot days.. Prettiest girl in my world dances near Lake Huron. She ran to me with open arms and she told me. I do love this place. Wearing t-shirt covering bra… Continue reading
I remember you.. The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey… Continue reading
1- Time will steal everything we have known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. … Continue reading
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be alive my friend.. (Can you… Continue reading