Do I give enough? / Did we bleed?…
Did we give enough? /Did we bleed?…. The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough? /Did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She… Continue reading
Did we give enough? /Did we bleed?…. The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough? /Did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind…. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
Forget me not… I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and… Continue reading
Can cry a tear… (Written when my heart was young.) My heart still can a tear. A tear of loneliness.A loneliness of losing you completely. I could of survive without your kiss. But… Continue reading
The untold story… I have wore a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. Once a celestial beauty, we… Continue reading
My eyes adored you… I learn we are made of places and pieces. We are a puzzle being built slowly by time and memories. Old men think too much and the what if?… Continue reading
A love letter… (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 and… Continue reading
Sheena, my Bonnie gal. I found the prettiest girl I ever seen on a cold Winter day in 1978. She had auburn hair, golden brown eyes and the skin of snow. I told… Continue reading
Are we beggars for love?… We love them, we need them and we learn. Women honor men with the gift of love. Dark thoughts, white thoughts we may have. All our dreams start… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe cannot forget love. You are in Paris and I’m here… I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my… Continue reading