Don’t explain dear lover…
Don’t explain dear lover.. He waited for a miracle and he wrote upon a blank sheet of paper. “I found a miracle, I have found you again. I told you yesterday. I want… Continue reading
Don’t explain dear lover.. He waited for a miracle and he wrote upon a blank sheet of paper. “I found a miracle, I have found you again. I told you yesterday. I want… Continue reading
New Orleans… (For my kindest muses. Dear Allison.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer… The sinner’s prayer, I do say in the last tavern on a dead-end street in old town. I drink alone to dead friends killed in war, and I drink to… Continue reading
Bad behavior. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I do adore Amanda Shires I told her. Trouble, trouble. You can be. She told me, if you dance with the devil. She shall always lead. I… Continue reading