Merry Christmas. My grandfather’s house.
My Grandfather’s house. (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
My Grandfather’s house. (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
The mystical places. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever.” The mystical… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura still dances by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura still dances by the sea. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The… Continue reading
Love is at my door. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissful nights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the… Continue reading
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry “When love is misplaced. Hard to find again.” The lost and found. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California… Continue reading
Unforgettable. I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility. Your eyes rosed up, and you asked me. Was I okay? I told you. I create an… Continue reading
Life is fair. We must be saved and we must save the people we love. July 19, 2014 6 Votes You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry “For the many people who gave… Continue reading
Sometimes love is not enough. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime love isn’t enough. Sometimes love is not enough. My kind and sweet muse told me. Sweet Johnnie, I can save you.Please tell… Continue reading
1- KissElixir of kiss.Love was young.You were perfect. 2- MistressMistress love.Veil revealed.Perfection remembered. 3- VisionNoble vision.Delicious nymph.Treasured memory. Harmony 4- Harming of dance.Amorous emotion alive.Blushing beauty delight. 5- Body Fragrant of body.Tracing of… Continue reading
Dark Eyes Angel who losts her wing. (I was still roaming the country. The days when time wasn’t a concern. May 1994. Writing and reading poetry brought me the confused and lost woman.… Continue reading