The lady near the sea…
The lady near the sea…. A rainy and gloomy night in New Orleans in the Winter of 1992. Johnnie tried to drink away the heaviness of things left behind. He sat alone near… Continue reading
The lady near the sea…. A rainy and gloomy night in New Orleans in the Winter of 1992. Johnnie tried to drink away the heaviness of things left behind. He sat alone near… Continue reading
Like a river…. I knew the first time I saw you. I wanted you. You were wild, untamed, loud and I wanted to fall into your storm. I went to you, rested my… Continue reading
Comes hell or high water… Upstream… You were never easy, you were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made.You were my sun and I was the… Continue reading
Addiction to love. A Poem by Coyote PoetryNeed to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived. Addiction to love… True love.Foolish love.Tantalizing dances into warm… Continue reading
I followed you and you followed me… I was following you and you were following me. And we did not know. She was a beauty of splendor who aspired to challenge the… Continue reading
Steal a memory, borrow a memory… A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhat will we remember? I believe we will remember the beach days and the laughter of the children Steal a memory, borrow a memory…… Continue reading
Follow you, you follow me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI babysit my grand-daughter daily. … Continue reading
Three fingers of the Johnnie Walker. He went back to Aberdeenshire in the Fall of his life. He found a place to drink and to watch the sea. He wrote in his notebook.… Continue reading
The boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading
A wisp of a thought.. Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my… Continue reading