No shame in love..
No shame in love.. (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how beautiful and magnificent you are.I told the stars and the sky you have seized my heart… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Read to me my dear lover..
Read to me my dear lover.. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love, read to… Continue reading
We had the month of May. Once.
We had the month of May, once.. A pretty gal from Italy told me by the Monterey Bay, “the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to… Continue reading
I saw a face..
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
The Fray. The train ride to Monterey. part two.
The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray take you to where you need to me. The wistful life will… Continue reading
Kind people, good song and laughter..
Kind people, good song and laughter.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-nine.) I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my… Continue reading
Thank you for the kindness of love..
Thank you for the kindness of love.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-eight.) Cecelia was a Monterey beauty. More beautiful than the flowers that decorated the walkway by… Continue reading
The soldier Bacchus prayer..
( Bacchas blessing are a treasure. Drinking is the soldier pleasure, Rich the treasure, sweet the plesure. Sweet is pleasure after pain. John Dryden.) The soldier Bacchus prayer. ( April is poetry month.… Continue reading
I adored you..
I adored you I loved you near and afar. I loved your soft voice and your beautiful face. I stood near you when the night was long and we held hands and shared… Continue reading
A woman palm..
A woman palm A Poem by Coyote Poetry “The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had done… Continue reading