Tag Archive: Romance

0 Comments

My beautiful Daniela..

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

The lucky or the crazy?

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Dear Angie..

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

The English lady. My oh my..

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Wildflowers dream..

 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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Black as the night.. Part three..

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Run with the wind, dance with the sea..

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 →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Maybe Florence, maybe Basel?

Maybe Florence, maybe Basel? Once beautiful Swiss gal befriended me in the late Spring of 1979. We met in London and she told me. London is okay, but Florence in the month of… Continue reading →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Last bus to the sea..

Last bus going toward the sea.. 1- I traveled 1500 miles toward the Florida sea. It was the last bus to the ocean. I was reaching for a miracle, I was dreaming of… Continue reading →

Rate this:

0 Comments

Please one more dance near the sea..

Please one more dance near the sea.. The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing. We like the hello and we… Continue reading →

Rate this: