Good song and a poem. Kiss away my ghosts..
Kiss away my ghosts.. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He write sleeping man poetry and he drink the “Quiet man” whiskey. He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading
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By the sea and a beautiful song…
By the sea… I told her, I want little. When I return home to you. Please meet me at the Monterey pier and please wear your dancing shoes. I need a dance with… Continue reading
I have loved and I have lost myself…
I have loved and I lost myself A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love. I have loved and lost myself.. Do you know how it feels to be upon a cloud?… Continue reading
She had Angels wings upon her back…
She had Angels wings upon her back.. Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading
Dreaming of Texas…
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading
Tender loving care…
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading
Come away with me…
Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading
I need a Spring Kiss, a Summer love..
I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love… I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love. I wonder if love was ever real for me? I asked the rising moon, my… Continue reading
Cherry wine… And a beautiful Hope Winter song.
Cherry wine… Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing. Today my folly, today… Continue reading
Jackdaws & Witches #dVerse #poetry
Originally posted on nickreeves:
Jackdaws and witches tapping watches, stripping you to the bone. Some still can’t say your name without stretching all the wrong vowels. I hear your voice, I’m ankle-deep in…