“The dance of the flowers”
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading
Originally posted on Mundo Meu :
Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart! Or, since that has left my breast, Keep it now, and take the rest! Hear my vow…
Remember you, please remember me. — Gin, sin and the sea You liked the silence and the gin and I loved the sea and your company. You told me often. “If you… Continue reading
Originally posted on Everything I Never Told You:
Love me, not just my body, but the curvature of my being. Take me as I am, as I’ll be. Give me the quiet music…
Originally posted on IT'S POETRY. IT'S HISTORY.:
We find ourselves hidden in traces of poetry In the sentences that break into rhyme schemes— alphabets, letters, similes, antonyms, and the like assembling…
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading
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
Halloween Santa A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words. Halloween Santa Grandpa told the boys. Stay away from the haunted farmhouse.… Continue reading