The sin, the gin and the skin
The sin, the gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at… Continue reading
The sin, the gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at… Continue reading
Hold on tightly baby You were the bloody storm my lover. You were my strawberry red haired lady beauty on the Fifth street in Austin, Texas. For twenty dollars and a… Continue reading
I can’t bleed no-more. —————————————————————— In Austin, Texas Johnnie don’t cry no-more for love, he don’t look for things… Continue reading
Amie do, Amie does A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams. Amie do, Amie does Beautiful as the… Continue reading
(Johnny and Jennifer in the Winter of 1992.) Almost California—— –I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted… Continue reading
The quiet world The world is too quiet. Today the birds were singing and the dandelions were everywhere. I took the grandsons to my yard, they hit some baseballs and we played with… Continue reading
Listen to the wind (Crazy leaders want to open-up world. Medicine for them and when the coronaviras spread. The poor and old shall die. Please listen, listen hard to the leaders of our… Continue reading
Monterey A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The letters. Monterey The letters Dear Beth I roamed your Facebook site. You are still so beautiful. I told you I was okay. I don’t… Continue reading
I have no regrets A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I have no regrets (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regret I stopped… Continue reading
( Almost love) (Some short poetry) I remember you I remember those eyes. Those dark brown eyes, so gentle and kind. You… Continue reading