The dance of the flowers..
The dance of the flowers… My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
Now and forever..
Now and forever… Old soldier, a dying man drank alone. He returned home after 10 years of war, travel and sin. He knew when he left the Pacific ocean. No-one was waiting for… Continue reading
Happy Halloween.. Saving Amber chapter three and four.
Saving Amber- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry“What hide in the dark. It will come out and hunt” … Continue reading
Happy Halloween. Saving Amber. Part one and two.
Saving Amber… Part one. Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I… Continue reading
The lost and found..
The lost and foundA Poem by Coyote Poetry (When love is misplaced. hard to find again. ) The lost and found.. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
Wildest dreams,
Wildest dreams.. (Written in March 1980) Time had passed, old wounds are healed. The sorrow, doesn’t bleed no-more. Now the time, to be brave, to learn to live again. Find my wildest dreams… Continue reading
The echoes of yesterday..
The echoes of yesterday. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must ensure. Today is our best day… The echoes of yesterday… I wonder do we listen to the echoes? The echoes of yesterday, I… Continue reading
My midnight dancer…
My midnight dancer… A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading
Need more word-men and word women..
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading