San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur..
San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur.. The year 1992, I left the Iraq border for New Jersey. I spend three months at Fort Dix, N.J. in the Winter months. I was attached to… Continue reading
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The fortunate one..
My true love(A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in 1978-rewritten in 2014) The fortunate one.. The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerge in your sweet kiss and tender embrace. You taught… Continue reading
Crazy love.. And a beautiful Marianne Faithfull song.
Crazy love… Once I held great wealth and I didn’t know. Once, you and I. Make the nights, so sweet and so wonderful. We fell into the madness of love, we locked the… Continue reading
Dead man arms..
Dead man arms… Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading
Who am I now? And a beautiful LeAnn Rimes song.
Who am I now? We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some of us… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at night. I like… Continue reading
Delicate wings..
Delicate wings.. Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in.Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strip down their true cover and show you what ishidden beneath clothing and fear.They are rare and delicate ladies. Many… Continue reading
Tango lullaby..
Tango lullaby… Loving lady is waiting for me. Her black tight dress covering up little. Allowing her long tans legs to tempt my visions when I arrived at the night club. She had… Continue reading
Wistful words…
Wistful words of a lover A Poem by Coyote PoetryEpic writer, attempting new places. She told me, please be kind to me. Beautiful Sheena had a kind heart, a true heart. She whispered please… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams and a beautiful Mean Mary song.
Barefoot day.. I need a easy day. I need the Pacific ocean and no place to be. I need a kind voice, good songs and time to write. I need a barefoot day,… Continue reading