She was a Spring day and I was a Winter storm..
She was a Spring day and I was a Winter storm… She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved watching… Continue reading
She was a Spring day and I was a Winter storm… She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved watching… Continue reading
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today. Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame.They allow praise to fall… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old men wish..… Continue reading
My beautiful Daniela. (Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in November 1978) My world was wild and crazy. I’m slow down by a look… Continue reading
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be. The lucky or the crazy.. We danced by… Continue reading
Dear Angie.. I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading
My oh my.. Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Wildflowers dream.. (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair. Need the unities of two people living and dying for… Continue reading
Black as the night.. Part three. I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart and I know more than most. You smell like like wildflowers in the early Spring and you… Continue reading
Run with the wind, dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind, dance with the sea.. One year… Continue reading