Midnight rendezvous…
Midnight rendezvous… Kind women are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous… Kind women are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and… Continue reading
I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.” Prayer for peace.. Guns and… Continue reading
She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a Diamond… 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts… Continue reading
(Two of my brothers who committed suicide. One in 1988, one in 1989.) Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important then life.… Continue reading
The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive. The gray whale….. (For Leona. A missed and dear friend.)… Continue reading
The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea… The beauty of the Monterey Bay.Leave… Continue reading
A ocean apart A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in April 1980. Was written, when dreams were many and I needed love. A ocean apart… You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryI wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind. … Continue reading
Wasted words and lonely nights. A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart. Wasted words and lonely nights… I found her sitting alone in the corner of… Continue reading