I Wish I Were A Painter
Originally posted on Achilles' Heel:
I wish I were a painter,so I could paint my poems away. So I wouldn’t have to strain and look for words,and my brush would conveniently sway. Red…
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If we make it though December..
If we make it through December… Pretty Jenny was long legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin… Continue reading
Love conquered all..
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all.. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances,… Continue reading
Let it be..
Let it be.. Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea. He write words… Continue reading
A wish upon the first star of the night..
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I am so damn tire…
I am so damn tire… I am trying.. Today I put a gun to my head tonight. I am so damn tire. Once I was brave, now I know. I masqueraded a man,… Continue reading
The family tradition. Me and Hank are hanging together tonight.
The family tradition… A godly man tried to save me. He told me to quit the drink and he told me to leave the dance-hall gals alone. If you don’t. You will be… Continue reading
The old man blues…
The old man blues.. A black wind is touching my face, neither sadness or happiness can I know. I ain’t cold, I ain’t warm. I am just alive. Once a misty eyes beauty… Continue reading
on the international day of peace.
Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
peace. — “there never was a good war, or a bad peace.” -benjamin franklin — art credit: Chihiro Iwasaki, (1918-1974), a Japanese illustrator…
Once, we had the Elvis songs..
Once, we had the Elvis songs… Hello girl, it Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading