Drunk man calling…
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling… It is 3 am in the morning. Your… Continue reading
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling… It is 3 am in the morning. Your… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors… My father told… Continue reading
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing… I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty. I swam … Continue reading
All my friends had settle down. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is Ken fault. His poem made me yearn for a tavern, a few pretty gals and the Texas two-step. This is a… Continue reading