Monterey. Letters.
MontereyA Chapter by Coyote PoetryPart one. The letters. Monterey..The letters Dear BethI roamed your Facebook site. You are still so beautiful. I told you I was okay. I don’t like to publish to… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Brother peace, sister love..
(A prayer for peace) Brother peace, sister love. I had sat by graves of 20,000 Soldiers killed in World War two outside of Paris. Men who died for freedom. The last war. I wonder would they understand the blunders… Continue reading
A naked woman..
A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings in a museum.) I tell the young men.Go… Continue reading
My Winter love..
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. (Written somewhere in the early eighties.) My Winter love.. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face… Continue reading
My misery and the whiskey..
My misery and the whiskey… I returned from the war in 1992 and I tried to find peace in the Long Island ice teas in the Belton Texas dance hall. I went early… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted?
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Beautiful song and a poem. My sanctuary..
My sanctuary ——————————————————————– I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in… Continue reading
Hands of stone..
Hands of stone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for. We must make time for the family. Be kind… Continue reading
Beautiful music and a poem. May love be the last thing we shall know.
My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart..
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt.Her eyes were black as coal and her… Continue reading