‘Dead flowers’
Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your… Continue reading
Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your… Continue reading
So long my kind friend We never kissed and told. I loved you for a thousand days and I never told you once, my beautiful Gail. You were epic journey and I… Continue reading
The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. … Continue reading
Dance with daughter Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park… Continue reading
My true love (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014) The fortunate one The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerge in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading
My little wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her… 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 different places… Continue reading
I’ll never fall in love I went to the Stray Cat Inn on Monday night. Long Islands are three dollars till 9pm and the company kind and polite. I was waiting… Continue reading