The dandelion…
The first dandelion… The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter… Continue reading
The first dandelion… The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace…A Poem by Coyote Poetry” Best days of a life. When love is being born. “Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace…. My beautiful enchantress. It… Continue reading
The Poet’s love. Hummingbird highway… Please remember Susana Chavez. A brave poet. It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie have a date at 3 am.… Continue reading
The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle. Chapter ten. At three a.m sharp. Rosa knocked gently on Paloma and Johnnie room. He rose up and he open the door. She came… Continue reading
The Poet’s love– The cancer… Leo watched Paloma and Johnnie leave. Johnnie face had aged. The last time he saw him. He was robust and loud. They danced with pretty Teja’s girls and… Continue reading
The Poet’s love-life, death and the good wine- Chapter four. The four good friends sat near the Trujillo bay. Lawrence told them. Trujillo was touched by God. The bay and the gentle people.… Continue reading
Lana must decide her journey. Highway 40 west stories. Chapter thirteen. “Reno” I gave Lana a hundred dollars. She went for the black Jack table. I stood at the distance. She tried… Continue reading
Highway 40 west stories. Part ten. New hope and dreams. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Can leave one prison to fall into a worst one. Be free while you can. Highway 40 west… Continue reading
Ancient people can teach us how to live. Highway 40 west stories. Part seven. Conversation with new friends. The Westerner country was getting full now. We return to our table. A older… Continue reading
Long ride and the long highway allow us to learn. We are not alone. Highway 40 west stories. Salt Lake city, Utah.- Chapter four Me and Lana stayed at the Outlaw saloon… Continue reading