The haunting echoes and the dangerous dreams. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-two.) 1- I told the morning, yesterday is gone and today is here. I go to my garden and… Continue reading
(We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust.A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhy do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new born day.) We are just… Continue reading
2500 miles from my Michigan love. Pretty Julie, my wild and tender flower.My beautiful girl who danced for me in the months of Winter,sang words of love to me in the early Spring.I… Continue reading
A goodbye kiss. 1- I have forgotten more than I can remember. I do remember a blond hair girl who told me in 1977. I am you girl and please never forget me.… Continue reading
The writing on the wall. Did we love? Did we steal from each other? Did we loan kisses? If we did. I would steal and loan a thousand more kisses from you my… Continue reading
Sway. The Poet’s wish. always sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading
Love goes, on and on… 1- The poet’s wisp. Maybe lies, maybe true.He told the night. Life is a game of truth and dare.Do we play or not?Sometimes the truth is worst than… Continue reading
Dear Bridgette. I still miss you… 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day.Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage.You held my… Continue reading
I wanted you. 1- She ran into the field of wildflowers. She stirred his eyes; she stirred his mind and heart. He loved her wild eyes and the questions in her voice. She… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra… Continue reading
