We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 67-year-old. I don’t believe I’m wiser than when life was to be lived and challenged. Time is moving so quickly. Old dreams… Continue reading
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age. Souvenirs. An old box filled with simple gifts.Shiny stones from the Big Sur.Seashells from the coast of Europe.Many… Continue reading
Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love. We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading
A lullaby for organized chaos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts. I hope you enjoy. A lullaby for organized chaos. We shall dance in heaven, earth and in hell.May never find… Continue reading
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us. In Monterey. I called you to tell you I was all… Continue reading
Maybe Florence, maybe Basel. Once beautiful Swiss gal befriended me in the late Spring of 1979. We met in London and she told me. London is okay, but Florence in the month of… Continue reading
Please hold my hands. I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and… Continue reading
If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Lead with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.” The simple rules to live by.. “Do not wrong or… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war.” Killed and killed… On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and wake… Continue reading
The days of freedom. Yesterday was the first warm days of Spring. I opened the doors and I opened the window. I allowed the air of Spring to re-fresh the house. I took… Continue reading
