Mercy me…
Mercy me We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling every… Continue reading
Mercy me We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling every… Continue reading
A April girl I want to marry a girl who love the days of Spring, I want to hold the hands of April blessing, I want to steal kisses by the flowing… Continue reading
Too old to die young… Almost 61 years old, I lived in many places and I had many lives. Old man looked back at me in the mirror. I whispered, you… Continue reading
Like a river I knew the first time I saw you. I wanted you. You were wild, untamed, loud and I wanted to fall into your storm. I went to you, rested my… Continue reading
More than a name on the wall (Freedom isn’t free. Some men and women, gave everything away for freedom.) I became the old soldier in the tavern now. Drinking with the ghosts of… Continue reading
Shipwreck memories A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Shipwreck memories The irony of a long life. We will know joy and sadness. We will have good days and bad days. We will… Continue reading
Big Sur, California. Highway 80 A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Third chapter. Big Sur, California. Highway 80 … Continue reading
The most beautiful woman Everyday the most beautiful woman I knew, she sat with me at the Army mess hall and she looked at my face hard and she asked.… Continue reading
Happy Saturday everyone—- The first dandelion The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One… Continue reading
In the field of perfection I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good drink, long days and warm kisses. I want… Continue reading