Don’t look at me with disappointment.. Don’t look at me.Don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls,I’m not afraid.Like you, a robot.Walking the walk… Continue reading
Can cry a tear.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979. Can cry a tear.. My heart still can bleed with pain and loss… Continue reading
Lovely Veronica… The prettiest poet in Monterey read her work to us at the Monterey Coffee house. “Hello love, hello kind friend. In your eyes, you make me feel so worthwhile and so… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like. DreamsI could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me… Continue reading
Wander or slowly die.. She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free highway.I didn’t try to capture her. Just made her… Continue reading
My grandfather told me. What we didn’t do. Will haunt our life and dreams… ———A happy life is making time for morning coffee talk, long walks on a quiet beach, dancing with someone… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.. 1993.. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in… Continue reading
Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
I am here… Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and secrets… Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall.… Continue reading
