The sun, the moon and the stars.
The sun, the moon and the stars. 1- She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warms our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
A love letter.
A love letter.. Dear Julie.(I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when the sun… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn. Life should be seeking happiness.
Turn, turn, turn… The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover andI will be your salvation and you will be my rock to… Continue reading
A letter.
A letter. Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even a renegade spirit can be broken.I tried to hide… Continue reading
Sing and dance till the end.
Sing and dance till the end A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written when I was young and questions all things. I learn we are in-charge of our life. Best walk the good… Continue reading
Anything goes.
Anything goes. She sat next to me on the empty stool.Her sweet perfume I breathe in andI gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes… Continue reading
Please come home to me.
Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
I remember you.
I remember you… The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey… Continue reading
Love conquered all.
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.) Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances… Continue reading
Somewhere in time.
(Nydia Lozano, artist.) Somewhere in time The paradox of living,we get what we deserve.Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known,waited for a wayward man.I remember the fragrance of her skin,the tenderness of… Continue reading