Twisted dance of love…
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
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Let us dance, while the world ends my darling.
Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Doris Day had stole my heart again. “Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day… Continue reading
Dear Jenny… A love letter.
A love letter… (I love the young dusk 0f the day, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when… Continue reading
Lady blue.
Where are you my sweet lady blue? You were so damn pretty and you begged for my attention. You were muse and siren. Your kiss deadly and so damn sweet.You wanted me and… Continue reading
A Monterey Summer day.
A Monterey Summer day.. Written in 1996. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The… Continue reading
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Awakening my sleeping muse. She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..) A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing… Continue reading
Hold my hands…
Hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and he… Continue reading
We danced for the stars..
We danced for the stars.. Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song..
The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more time,… Continue reading
The Coyote is dancing…
The Coyote is dancing.. Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading