The ashes and the fire..
The ashes and the fire My dearest love, my serene memory. I remember us. We loved the midnight hours, locked door and to be 3 am wild and free. The German Winter made… Continue reading
The ashes and the fire My dearest love, my serene memory. I remember us. We loved the midnight hours, locked door and to be 3 am wild and free. The German Winter made… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did… Continue reading
The darkest days A Poem by Coyote Poetry The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka… Continue reading
Are we lovers or are we liars? (Written in 1993) Once we believed in rainbows, once we made the wishing well wishes. I remember a September Fall day in 1978, the prettiest girl… Continue reading
Easy days The best days, a beach day. Easy days, with no place to go. Just waiting for the sun to fall into the sea. Coyote
Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. ——————————————————- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I told… Continue reading
Dying, lying and you Last house near the lake. Was our place to rest. We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the quiet lake rarely, for we loved… Continue reading
The quiet man spoke My mentor, my friend. You drank till you could no-more. Five D.W.I’s, left you walking and I was blessed to able to know you. You were a 35… Continue reading
Sugar and spice You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear… Continue reading
Let’s pretend my lover Once we were Hemingway and Agnes. We drank, we made love and we had enough. The damn Spring was looming near and I saw in your eyes.… Continue reading