same Old Lang Syne
Same Old Lang Syne Old letter saved in a box. Once the sweetest words I knew from a kind woman. Now became heavy memories. I found her again in 1996 and we… Continue reading
Same Old Lang Syne Old letter saved in a box. Once the sweetest words I knew from a kind woman. Now became heavy memories. I found her again in 1996 and we… Continue reading
Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day,… Continue reading
I need a wild heart —- Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love. Love come when love wants. The movement… Continue reading
San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur The year 1992, I left the… Continue reading
Jealous of the night Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune ————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play… Continue reading
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I remember… Continue reading
Three am call The bar is closed and I am sitting alone in the back of my truck. The phone booth is near and I decided to call you. I light… Continue reading
My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from… Continue reading
Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading