Johnnie’s tango Friday. Songs and a few words.
Toss me, bring me closer. Let’s swirl into romance and dance for the moon and the stars. You whispered to me. I told you, I want the silky black dress, your wishful smile… Continue reading
Toss me, bring me closer. Let’s swirl into romance and dance for the moon and the stars. You whispered to me. I told you, I want the silky black dress, your wishful smile… Continue reading
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing… I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty. I swam in… Continue reading
She danced by the light of the candles….. Sitting by the bay.Watching the sun fall into the sea. I’m a street poet of the night and I wear Army greens in the day. I’m waiting… Continue reading
Somewhere in time… The paradox of living, we get what we deserve. Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known, waited for a wayward man. I remember the fragrance of her skin, the… Continue reading
A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld dreams never fade away. A wish upon a star…. Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss your… Continue reading
Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wounded Angel… My sad friend.Please smile for me.Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart.You don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts… Continue reading
The lady in the black dress A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe never forget those hurricanes we had learn to adore The lady in the black dress… Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with… Continue reading
The last chance motel… Summer Texas night, cold drink and no-place to go. Michigan dreamer, drinking his Long Island teas and writing into a journal. “Song of my father, songs of the long highways,… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- part two A Poem by Coyote PoetryTwo steps from hell- part two…_ The walls… Damn the prison we create, damn the voices, telling us lies. I want to ascend from… Continue reading
Mystical places A Poem by Coyote PoetryFirst love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places….. Many types… Continue reading