My Winter love…
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love…. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dreamed of… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love…. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dreamed of… Continue reading
The willow trees….. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading
Mojo a-coming… I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me; Johnnie… Continue reading
Bounded love. Till my last breath. A Poem by Coyote PoetryChildren make us realize we are not so important. They give us hope and reason to be alive. (My stepchildren in 1994. I gave… Continue reading
The silent sea A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean, memories and old dreams.” We can be humble by true beauty.Life can weaved us to places and situations.Blushing beauty can besiege our heart. Heaven and… Continue reading
Forgive me… Please forgive me for what I did to you. I’m sorry I torture you with lies and treatedyou as I did. I was young.Learning to love. Finding the many mistakes young… Continue reading
You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us. You are the love of my life…. Once we… Continue reading
I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote PoetryGood days become sweet dreams with time. I want to see you again…. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of fearless… Continue reading
Did we give enough? /Did we bleed?…. The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough? /Did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She… Continue reading