Need more word-men and word women..
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait. They shared a 100 letters. Each… Continue reading
We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading
The sweetest gal… I brought the most beautiful girl near and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud.“Drink to you, drink to me and drink to… Continue reading
Anything goes… She sat next to me on the empty stool.Her sweet perfume I breathe in andI gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes… Continue reading
Happy Halloween and thank you A Poem by Coyote PoetryHalloween is coming. Happy Halloween and thank you. Happy Halloween. ( Don’t look under the… Continue reading
Johnnie Malo, the Voodoo man. Said Happy Halloween. The leaves are changing. The ghosts, ghouls, monsters and witches are coming out. Fear the night, never walk alone. October nights rebirth the ghost seeking… Continue reading