Originally posted on The Larkspur Horne:
Moon weeps through a mare, the roses of her angry birth flowed like beaming wine and so slit her rind, her regolith grey poison. Now, I know…

Just whispers to the Lake Huron You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just… Continue reading →

(The lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.)   The lullaby The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. A lullaby, a sensual woman whispered to me once on a warm… Continue reading →

Bad love   I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a… Continue reading →

(The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.) The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch   We had pretty places, ancient city and the Swiss… Continue reading →

I hate you, I love you   I try to escape you, I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I love… Continue reading →

A poem from Constant Muses ?

The Fall and you The lazy days of Fall had left me with you. Just a swing and your laughter near. Dear Nature was fading and your sweet voice told me. I love… Continue reading →

Always on my mind   Love alive or concealed, leave us wishing for things lost.Beautiful faces and places leave us yearning for things we cannot have.   I remember you. Your long and… Continue reading →

Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor. Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin. Her wild eyes searched for what she… Continue reading →