Stripped to the bone..
Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
Dear Cheryl prayed to the star and for the crying night moon.
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and for the crying night moon… (For a kind woman, I once knew. We met at the wrong time. She died alone in Reno.) Once a beautiful… Continue reading
The waltz..
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz ….. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Sea of love..
My sea love.. Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading
With open eyes..
With open eyes… I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
If you go away on a Spring day..
If you go away on the Spring day…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to… Continue reading
Play with me..
Play with me.. Organized life and boring work left me wishing for you. I know you have the music playing loud and you are dancing in your pantie and bra to the movement… Continue reading
Remembering Martin Luther King. Jr.
” A great man day is on 20 January. Please think of him this day. A man who wanted equality and peace. We need men like Martin Luther King. Jr. today.” We shall… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the sea..
Daybreak confession to the Sea..A Poem by Coyote Poetry “In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. “ Daybreak confession to the Sea.. I have… Continue reading
I used to be..
I used to be.. A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I’m who I’m.What matter… Continue reading