She serene me with the sweet words of love…
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.” She serene me with the sweet words of love.. Sometime… Continue reading
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.” She serene me with the sweet words of love.. Sometime… Continue reading
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing ————————————————————————————————————————- In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading
When love is near.. You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
A memory, a story remembered.———————————————————–Everything In the stillness of the night,you held me, so tightly. You were my 2 am lover and my midnight dancer.Your kiss was the sweetest breathe given to me.… Continue reading
A feather… Once I wanted to be king of the world and I wanted wealth and things of value.I was led to a simple place by a kind spirit and I was taught… Continue reading
A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.” A wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day…. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading
The golden dusk… We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time.I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you?Now our silence whispers of love words are rarely… Continue reading
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
I didn’t know A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life can be unknown ending and mystery I didn’t know… My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised… Continue reading