Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams.. I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey,… Continue reading
My muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song.Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words and … Continue reading
Love demand payment.. The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She begin to shave my face. Her… Continue reading
Rise and fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry We believe we can control all things. We can’t. Rise and fall.. First dance, last danceThe first kiss, the last kissThe embrace, the releaseLaughter/ tearsThe… Continue reading
You are my Spring blessing.. Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the nearby sea. The… Continue reading
Half as much.. If you love me half as I love you. You wouldn’t worry me half as much as you do. You’re nice to me when there’s no-one else around, you only… Continue reading