Never talk to strangers..
Never talk to a stranger.. The last tavern on the Austin, Texas street “Fifth street”. Low music and people seeking conversation. Pretty lady sat with me and she ordered a double shot of… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Don’t look at me with disappointment..
Don’t look at me with disappointment. (Written in 1978) Don’t look at me,don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls,I’m not afraid.Like you, a… Continue reading
Falling into the fire…
Falling into the fire… I saw many shades of red, I have seen blood red in anger, I have seen blood red skies and I have seen the land painted with the red… Continue reading
Never been to Spain…
Never been to Spain… Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map. He touches the country Spain and he told the clouds. I never been to Spain. I… Continue reading
Poetry for dear Cheryl..
Poetry for dear Cheryl.. 1- We were leftover people and we became so damn lost. We sought each other to seek and know comfort and we didn’t know. We forgot kindness, we became… Continue reading
Two old poems. Happy Thursday..
The coastline… I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty,her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City..
(Johnnie in 1992) My last stand will be in New York City… I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to… Continue reading
Anti-violence demonstrations. We need.
Stand by me.. We need “ANTI-VIOLNCE MARCHES”. ( Vance said. School shootings a grim fact of life. Trump said “Get over it”. Two attempts at Trump life. He does nothing to fix the… Continue reading
Catch me if I fall..
My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea..
The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a Monterey, Ca. friend. The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading