Please dear Jennifer. Come to Monterey.
Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey. It was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal; I left her in late December 1991. To remind her.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
Dark Interludes.
Dark Interludes. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. An old friend of many years sends me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
Once upon a time. For a kind memory.
Once upon a time I found you at the mall walking and I kept a distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost. I wondered did you remember me?… Continue reading
My great love. Part two.
My great love. Part two. I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… Continue reading
Please, promise me forever.
Please, promise me forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Promises of love are endeared to our hearts. Please, promise me forever. Bashful and tender beauty rest with me on soft sheets of silk.Her… Continue reading
Ribbons and bows.
Ribbons and bows. Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural order of life.Working till one day I was truly alone. Ribbons and bows in a beautiful girl… Continue reading
The madness train.
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train. I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
Cherry wine and a lovely Hope winter song.
Cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today my… Continue reading
My father’s war.
My father’s war… A Poem by Coyote Poetry queerest 1 a : differing in some way from what is usual or normal : odd, strange, weird “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself,… Continue reading
Ecstasy.
Ecstasy. My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and mind… Continue reading