What do we have left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts turned into words. What do we have left? (Take away love, and Earth is our tomb.) Robert Browning Joy and love.… Continue reading
(My dear Beatrice by the Monterey bay in 1992.) My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky… Continue reading
Cry a tear A Poem by Coyote Poetry My first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979. Cry a tear.. My heart still can bleed with pain and loss still.Tears can… Continue reading
(My Big Sur in 1994. Near the River Inn. Big Sur, blessed by the hands of God.) Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful… (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years, 1991-1993. No better place to be. The lucky or the crazy… We danced… Continue reading