The sea, the wishes.
The sea, the wishes. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes, and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
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The loveliest girl in Monterey. And a Bukowski poem.
The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey,she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention.I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in the mini… Continue reading
The lady in the black dress.
The lady in the black dress. Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle in my hands. Playing alone in the bone yard of long and shattered… Continue reading
The wolf and the raven dance. And music by the beautiful Harp twins.
The white wolf and raven dance. 1- Nocturnal life she wanted. But the raven befriended the quiet white wolf. She wanted quiet, she tried to forget. The screams of the dead. They murdered… Continue reading
If it be your will. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.
If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair and hazel eyes. Soft tears were falling her eyes and I went to her. I asked,… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair.
She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your gentle warm days make me come alive.Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories.I remembered a barefoot beauty taking me the hidden… Continue reading
Dance of ugly dreams and nightmares. No-one wins in war.
Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m sixty-seven-year-old. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate? Dance of ugly… Continue reading
Love did whisper to be on a summer day. And a wonderful Rachel Hardy song.
Love did whisper to me on a summer day. She was a butterfly dancing in the wind, her long colorful dress moving with the breeze and love, did whisper to me on a… Continue reading
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon.
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon. Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me drinking… Continue reading
What is ugly? What is beautiful?
What is ugly? What is beautiful? A Poem by Coyote Poetry What is ugly? what is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad.… Continue reading