I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
Big Sur, 1992. Iraq war. Why did they destroy their sea? Death Valley. Dead men, do not speak no-more… What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 2010. We need to… Continue reading
Shadows A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can’t escape the bad or the good done in a life. Shadows… My sister told me. You have changed. She told me. You saw too much shit and your mind… Continue reading
(Easy life and quiet death-Sir Walter Scott) (We poets in our youth begin with gladness; but there off in the end despondency and madness- Wordsworth) I want to dance with you tonight… Sober… Continue reading
The night rain.. Velvet and silk dreams turned stormy and dark.I held you close and I whispered.A little bit longer dear love,I want to listen to your heart and hear you speak,I want… Continue reading