I needed a California poem. “Big Sur and Alisa Fineman”
Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline. Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989.… Continue reading
Big Surf and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline. Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989.… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me She roamed like a old tom cat. Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. She don’t look boyish.… Continue reading
My lady My lady, I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched. I still wish upon a star, to be able to look into your… Continue reading
She had Angels wings upon her back Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. You are in Paris and I’m here I hurt myself again today and I allowed… Continue reading
Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road. Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of the… Continue reading
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading
christopherniquet: carmen dell orifice photographed by cecil beaton A letter I wrote you a letter. Just words to be read. I wanted you to know. You are my everything. My mystery to try… Continue reading
tinnacriss: Little wildflower by bwaworga(Thank you Tumblr) Little wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring… Continue reading