Come home with me.
Come home with me.. Was Tuesday and I led the poetry reading at the Monterey coffee shop. Was a good night and we read, we listen and we appreciate the poets words. The… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
Understandable.
Understandable. I told the pretty Gypsy gal at the Stray Cat Inn. Love never befriended me. I sought the wild sea, I sought the sea dancer. And I learn. Love isn’t understandable to… Continue reading
We are, what we leave behind.
We are, what we leave behind… I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading
The dance of emotion.
The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is fair. We must give to receive. The Dance of Emotion. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.Her skimpy negligee… Continue reading
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Something to make you smile and laugh. Run with… Continue reading
The animal.
The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure… Continue reading
Blood laced pen.
Blood laced pen. Fight or flee? love or hate? stay or go? Laugh or cry? I wonder what Hemingway remembered in his last moment. Did he remember war or the face of Agnes?… Continue reading
Just a slow dance.
Just a slow dance.. Once upon a blue moon, the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor loved me. I told the polite bartender. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You come here almost every night… Continue reading
A new Halloween tale. Lestat’s coffee shop conversation.
Lestat’s coffee shop conversation. Was a quiet San Diego night. I read my poetry at a poetry reading next to the Lestat’s coffee shop. I read an old poem. ” Bitter branches Old… Continue reading
The human touch.
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show the… Continue reading