Bad love…
Bad love… I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a… Continue reading
Bad love… I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a… Continue reading
Je t’aime- I love you…. You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart. Today I remembered you. Dark brown eyes… Continue reading
The raging water…. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you…. You are my river of joy.My muse in the mist of confusion. I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched my hope fly away… Continue reading
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry for love Only you… I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely… Continue reading
Quotes from the heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is a good day. I have five grandchildren now. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and alive to enjoy the birth of… Continue reading
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading
A lullaby for dear Luna… Once I chased the moon, once I sang to her, great songs of love. “Dear Luna, you are a miracle to behold, please come and dance with me… Continue reading
We had the month of May, once… Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a… Continue reading