“Trees”
Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that… Continue reading
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“Midnight rendezvous”
Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
“Beautiful Brigitte.
Beautiful Brigitte A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 37 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who… Continue reading
“Song of the dead and the song of the living?
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
“Purgatory and no place to go”
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keeps them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early and… Continue reading
“A woman palms”
A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn-I don’t need you
I don’t need you A Poem by Coyote Poetry words do have great power and strength. I don’t need you At the Purgatory Inn. Old men wisdom mean little. Dead men wisdom is… Continue reading
A little sin
wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo) Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading
The bad love
Bad love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem written in 1994 with a re-write The b+ad love I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the… Continue reading
“Cocoa beach”
Cocoa beach A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places and old memories Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa… Continue reading