Remembering the fragrance of Winter.
Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story Remembering the fragrance of Winter.. I had… Continue reading
Beautiful Amanda Shires song and a poem. Bad behavior.
Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading
Dancing with the devil on a Friday night..
Dancing with the Devil, on a Friday night. You held me tightly and you whispered. Hush dear Johnnie, hush my loco soldier, hush my free-falling man. I will save you and I will… Continue reading
Love letters to Marcella Beatrice. My enchantress.
My enchantress. Letters to Marcella Beatrice. Letter number one. Dear Marcella Beatrice. I do miss you so and you broke my heart at the airport. I know you need your home, Florence and… Continue reading
There is Nothing Special about Mary
Originally posted on Poetry Out West:
Photographer: Judith Bender-Jura 1. Mary, the one without a Halo — a married whore, found unconditional love hiding in the soles of His feet. After the fact…
The Mariners Tale
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“Land Ahoy!” His First Mate not more than two feet away, still doesn’t see Hinemoana coming. “Bring her about hard & fast & shut your bloody mouth…
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written…
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written. (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
Cecelia, be my love.
Cecelia, be my love. “Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading
Naked..
Naked.. Naked we can be in the midnight hours, naked are we and maybe we wear a veil over our face, a mask? When do we show our real face? When do we… Continue reading
Empty cups…
Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading