Maybe Bukowski and a Bukowski verbal poem.
Maybe Bukowski? A Poem by Coyote PoetryYears ago. I met Bukowski in California. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and we… Continue reading
Maybe Bukowski? A Poem by Coyote PoetryYears ago. I met Bukowski in California. I didn’t know who he was, at the time. He read my work and he told me. Good stuff and we… Continue reading
Love don’t live here no-more…. Us, living in a liar’s grave. We can’t see no-more. Once we spoke love words, we listen, we pay attention. Now we are laying in a shallow grave. Waiting… Continue reading