Fable love..
Fable love.. I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
One more day my love..
One more day my love..1- I waited for you. You requested me to come and wait for you. Every night at 2 am. I watched you dance your final dance for desperate men… Continue reading
I had a dream, I had a good dream..
I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote Poetry My dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading
Dearest Nicole..
(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole.. I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading
Just a song..
Just a song… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and she told him. Merci… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm.
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
Please come home to me.. And a lovely Joan Baez song.
Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
The poet, the dancer and the artist..
The poet, the dancer and the artist… It was last warm days of Summer, the late August warm days were appreciated. Two men and one woman are drinking their coffee near the Port… Continue reading
Shadows..
Shadows..(A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour mind and eyes… Continue reading
Pfeiffer beach. Morning glory..
Morning glory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near.” Morning glory… The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking… Continue reading