Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand? … Continue reading
Originally posted on Poet Rummager:
Illustration by?Ted Giffin … Here in the dark I sit. Polishing my sins with a rag and spit. No matter how hard I rub, the patina never succumbs.…
Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
All the places I have been and sat, and wept, and dried my tears moving on to another destination leaving you there in shards, in bottle…
No mas amor My velvet and silk dream, we danced by the Florence Summer moon. The star lit the sky and our feet moving to the sweet song. I whispered to her, you… Continue reading
Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I try to describe you… Continue reading
Originally posted on MESSYPENS:
Tonight, the light dims as the shots pour like rainwater dripping from a broken roof Tonight, we drown in burning tequila –salt on the lips, like a filthy kiss…
Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
Purgatory Inn — “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn. Chess games are being played, long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining. Tonight… Continue reading
