Hold my hands…
Hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and he… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
The Iron Mountain song..
The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more time,… Continue reading
Will I find you tonight?
Will I find you tonight? A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing… Continue reading
My sea-side love..
My sea-side 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
My dearest muse…
My dearest muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with your haunting words awakening the want of love, the dance and the song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying… Continue reading
Old love…
Slow dance…. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey and a outstanding Bukowski poem.
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
The missing pieces…
(Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad.) Missing pieces.. On paper with black ink and thoughts. I… Continue reading
Walking with giants. Number two.
Walking with giants. Number two.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry May poetry number six. I was writing poetry in my dreams. I hope you enjoy. Walking with giants. Number two… I am sixty-three years… Continue reading
Walking with giants. Number one.
Walking with giants. Number one… A Poem by Coyote Poetry May poetry number five… I wrote poetry in my dreams. I hope you enjoy. … Continue reading