The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song…
The poet’s eyes, the Lover’s song… A Poem by Coyote Poetry The days of good song, beautiful faces and when love was life. Our best days. The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty… Continue reading
The poet’s eyes, the Lover’s song… A Poem by Coyote Poetry The days of good song, beautiful faces and when love was life. Our best days. The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty… Continue reading
The heartstrings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love become beautiful music The heartstrings… She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river… Continue reading
You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm… Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading
She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a Diamond… 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts… Continue reading
The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea… The beauty of the Monterey Bay.Leave… Continue reading
A ocean apart A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in April 1980. Was written, when dreams were many and I needed love. A ocean apart… You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryI wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind. … Continue reading
Thank you for the dance… Once, by the sea. We confessed love to each other and to the Pacific ocean. Once, we danced. Danced for the moon and for the stars above.… Continue reading