Captive heart.

Captive heart…  Divine woman love the Fall days. The cooler days make her wander into deep forest and search for quiet meadows and beautiful places. She love the feel of the freedom in… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter.

Remembering the fragrance of Winter. I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the days… Continue reading

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A Monterey Summer day.

A Monterey Summer day.. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading

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Another time, another place.

Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading

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Let us slow down, while the world ends my darling.

“Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling… You and me are escaping to the days of old and… Continue reading

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My birthday poem. All my friends had settled down.

All my friends had settle down… A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading

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Dear Autumn Christine.

Dear Autumn Christine… I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you.I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me. You laughed at my words and… Continue reading

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I remember you dear Brigitte.

I remember you dear Brigitte.. Beautiful and wonderful days of my youth. Rhyme and song, I did love. I found a dream in September of 1978.Gorgeous and kind Brigitte, she took my hands.… Continue reading

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Blushing beauty stole my heart.

Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading

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Forever young. Coyote is 67 years old on August 11th. Maybe forever young?

1- I am not done yet my friends, still many miles to go. Are you coming with me? 2- The wine been sweeter, the days been longer. We have survived the bad days… Continue reading

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