The sinner’s prayer….
The sinner’s prayer…. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer…. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz… Continue reading
We lived once and what did we leave behind? The year 2021 was a hard one. I lost my mother. She was a good woman who stood his ground, loved her cigarettes, her… Continue reading
The black night and the shadow dance….. A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading
Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
An evening sun Swathed in ribbons of lilac Shimmered diaphanous In the crepuscular light As the sky turned From a dazzling blue To shades of night That intoned from a hymnody Of mournful eventide songs In…
Last chance saloon… I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her cigarette… Continue reading
Wild horses…. We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle fell.… Continue reading
Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. ——————————————————- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I told… Continue reading
Some mercy now… Just a man, he had worked and he had worked. Yesterday man, sat by the Clinton river. He loved the sun on his face. He prayed to the falling sun,… Continue reading
Originally posted on You Lil Dickens:
Dedicated to all those lost souls in need of their own great flight! Do not fear that your wings don’t exist, like faith in anything, just because…
I don’t want flowers. I need you. A Poem by Coyote PoetryAppreciation and real gifts of love lead to good places. I don’t want flowers. I need you… (We forget what we really need.… Continue reading