“The storm”
(The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The storm We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost… Continue reading
(The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The storm We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost… Continue reading
Sweet lullaby Baby, love, sweetheart, my savior, my blessing. I am the fortunate one, I am the lucky one. When you are near, dark days become wonderful days, your blisses… Continue reading
A little death Silky skin, wine and song took us here. You are as pretty as the rising sun my love. Honey, dear and sweet heart I have called you. You… Continue reading
Originally posted on Midwest Fantasy Writes:
Would you dance in my dandelion arms? Could you love my withered rose heart? Should you hold my wildflower soul? If you will I am yours But…
Originally posted on Crow On The Wire:
I worship the ugliness that most people shield their eyes from I worship the man who breathes through the tubes of an oxygen tank I worship…
I will take care of you The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my… Continue reading
Hemingway’s whiskey Hemingway saw war, he loved, he drank and he danced with the pretty gals throughout the four corners of my world. I tried to follow his path, to seek knowledge, swim… Continue reading
California Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading
Listen, remember and learn Listen I love the misty mornings, I love the chill of Lake St. Clair lake when I sit alone near her, I listen to the lake and I… Continue reading
Originally posted on Christie Ceballos:
Texas beauty. That’s what you would call me. I was young, but so in love with my marine. You promised to ask for my hand in marriage. You…