The city of lights or anywhere
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the new book, The island. Love… Continue reading
Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever, we were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places.… 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… Continue reading
Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my face, I am walking away from place of love turn black, I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading
I never left Michigan Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.… Continue reading
Savior, liar and sinner Once I was saved. Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered, I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me. She held me tightly… Continue reading
(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter) The Island- part four I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading
One earth, one people Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible?… Continue reading
(The Island- part three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.) The Island- part three I remembered Nicole song and her soft hands caressing my face and chest. I fell… Continue reading