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
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
We didn’t know, love was like a fleeing butterfly. We tried to hold the wind, we tried to stop time, we held our kisses long and sweet. We didn’t know. Love words, love… Continue reading
Happy birthday my USA. I love my USA flag. “The colors of the pales (the vertical stripes) are those used in the flag of the United States of America; White signifies purity and innocence, Red, hardiness & valor, and… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
What you give with hopeful heart, you will get more back in return… If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though… Continue reading
Dear Michigan… Promises made and promises broken. Left me where I started. I left you in Michigan trying to find the place where I could feel alive. I found wars, new cities and… Continue reading
Poetry-three little poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Little poems.” Imagine,taunting,you — Deluded love.Love captured,love forgotten. —- Heart ruthless,heart betrayed.A bone yard of love.Just broken glass dreams. John Castellenas/Coyote
The word “Freedom” had many meanings. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words. Could have different meanings. The word “Freedom”. I learn the word “Freedom” can be defined in many forms. I stood with… Continue reading
Remember freedom isn’t free. July 4th is coming. We need leaders in integrity, honor and selfless service.. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good… Continue reading
Almost home.. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading