Dark days of Texas- Wild buck Jalan.
Chapter four. Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan- part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone. He took Selena, the dance-hall girl up-stair with him. He had bought a… Continue reading
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Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt.
Chapter three. Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt. Berserker Kurt walked in silence and slowly toward the China Inn. He looked forward to Austin, Texas because of her. He carried his own… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas- part two..
Dark days of Texas-part two.. Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon. Just people in the saloon she hated. Mainly bounty hunters and murderers. She held a deep hate for them. … Continue reading
Dark days of Texas.. A story.
(I am editing a old story. My spaghetti western. Dark days of Texas- Chapter one. Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground so damn hot. Old man John had put… Continue reading
Some mini poems for Tuesday.. Chain, chain, chain.
Prettiest gal I ever known walked to the door, dead bolted the door tightly, and she whispered. Sometimes, you cannot run. ————————————————————————————- I didn’t know true love till she touched my feet. She… Continue reading
The waltz..
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
You are my music..
You are my music… We found love in the lost and found. You are the most beautiful gal in the world. I remember your smile, I remember your laughter. I painted your skin… Continue reading
would you walk with me?
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
would you walk with me?would you walk with me through the wildest storms, wracking distant fields of green,beneath raucous whirlwinds, under the lightning shrieks of night,where yearning aches,where…
Don’t ask for less…
Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry When the night is sweet, the love is generous and kind. Always ask for more. One day, you shall wish you did. Don’t ask for… Continue reading
The poet, the dancer and the artist..
The poet, the dancer and the artist. A Story by Coyote Poetry We need the great lakes, we need good friends near and we need good conversation. … Continue reading