“Spin the bottle”
Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me, “Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Life is like spin the bottle and playing with your sister. All you get is… Continue reading
Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me, “Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Life is like spin the bottle and playing with your sister. All you get is… Continue reading
Some days are perfect Wine, dance and the song. The good days need to be long and sweet. The tasty and sweet wines opened the doors to new friendships and possibilities, new… Continue reading
Forget me not I dreamed of you, I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine. I dreamed of… Continue reading
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems. A Lake St. Clair prayer I’m far from my… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy, my muse in the mist of confusion. I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched my… Continue reading
Riders on the storm “Bad dream again, anger blasting my thoughts, Mad men killing and I don’t understand. 15 year girl, Leila Hernandez, covered and protected her brother body and she… Continue reading
Damn those eyes You make me so crazy my dear love, damn those eyes, damn those green eyes that steal my thoughts and my dreams. You and I,… Continue reading
I want to love a bonnie girl I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me, I’m… Continue reading
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the… Continue reading