We are, what we become… 1- They tried to shame her, they could not. She saw in their dirty eyes, whiskey, sin and sadness. She knew what she wanted, and she took it.… Continue reading
Whim and follies… I told her. Sometimes good to go slow. Men will eat and eat, not stopping to taste or digest the food. He will forget to cherish the taste, the gentle touch… 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… Continue reading
Show me the way to love.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Opening of love should be slow and easy. Good things take times and patience. Show me the way to love.. Kind woman… Continue reading
Raging emotions. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love and my favorite place. Raging emotions.. Long talks and strong coffee at the Monterey coffee shop.Bring lovers of the poetry together.Poets, writers… Continue reading
My lovely Beatrice. My beautiful muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My lovely Beatrice. My beautiful muse by the sea… Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages… Continue reading