Tag Archive: love

“Roses and lovers”.

Roses and lovers “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading

Rate this:

Almost to California

 Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She were waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading

Rate this:

Please tell me a story.

  Please tell me a story       Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty… Continue reading

Rate this:

Did we give enough/did we bleed?

Did we give enough/did we bleed? The loco Monterey Poet shouted  to the sea. Did I give enough?/did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She tossed off… Continue reading

Rate this:

“Lover, lover, lover.”

Burning desire   Locked doors. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new and you were my only need. Your gentle whisper of lover, lover, lover. Let’s… Continue reading

Rate this:

“Looking for my Agnes”

 Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading

Rate this:

Everyone is a river.

Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island.                                     … Continue reading

Rate this:

My kind friend, I remember.

    The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall… Continue reading

Rate this:

A love story

   A love story You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often… Continue reading

Rate this:

You are my poetry.

 You are my poetry Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading

Rate this: