The heartstrings…
The heartstrings.. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
The heartstrings.. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile. The sweetest things.. I have saw so many beautiful places and I have walked on places of… Continue reading
Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need? Everything.. If I lost everything. Would I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is the… Continue reading
The Poet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen. The Poet… Many moons ago in the… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers … I sit… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
Neon highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blinded and accept less. Neon highway… Beautiful woman sometime can get lost.Love become just another four letter words used to create emotion and… Continue reading
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go… I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading