Everything had it’s time.
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading
Only you. I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely and unafraid of the opinions of the beach goers nearby. I made… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is a good day. My third grandson will be four years old soon. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and alive to enjoy the birth of… Continue reading
I went to the willow trees, and I said a silence prayer. 1- Lord of life and death.Please help my world.Send wisdom to our leaders.Please allow the desire of love to overcome hate.Please… Continue reading
In love with a Bonnie girl. The soldier drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey in a Austin, Texas tavern. He had come here every Friday for three months to talk to a Scottish beauty.… Continue reading
A slow dance 1- Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice, some… Continue reading
Last days of August. Summer, almost done. School shall be starting soon. The days of Fall are near. Let’s enjoy the closing days of August. One more beach day, one more day of… Continue reading
The haunting song. The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us, and we are waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My… Continue reading
I had a dream; I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote PoetryMy dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading