Beautiful Laura still dances by the sea.
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
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My Winter love. Love is at my door.
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.
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.
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
You have saved me.
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.
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
9 letters poetry. The kiss, the harmony.
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 eyed Angel who lost her wings.
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
The damn road.
The damn road A cold winter day in late December. We lay together sharing sweet kisses. Her beautiful young body pressing against me so tightly. I can hear her heart beating. I put my… Continue reading
Worn and torn love.
Worn and torn love.Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young woman.I try to pick her up and show her life was okay.I hope she found peace?) She never… Continue reading