Looking for beautiful Sara Little Wolf..
Looking for beautiful Sara Little Wolf.. 1- Once he loved a beautiful gal and he told her.I am Winter and you are Spring.He told her on a cold Winter day.Beautiful Sara Little Wolf… Continue reading
Hello again. For my dearest Peggy.
Hello again. For my dearest Peggy… I have learn to love the darkness of the taverns and the Jazz clubs,where the people with nothing to hide, can go.Old men and old women tell… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows- chapter two..
Ghost and shadows… Chapter two Johnnie sat with Tanya. He loved seeing her face, the fire and great storms in her eyes make him believe. Life was more than him. Life could be… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows- chapter one.
Ghost and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one. Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading
The last chance motel..
The last chance motel… Summer Texas night, cold drink and no-place to go. Michigan dreamer, drinking his Long Island teas and writing into a journal. “Song of my father,songs of the long highways,more… Continue reading
The days when love was near.
1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind..
Swirl me in your mind.. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
Russian Roulette…
Russian roulette.. Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas,moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze.She held the attention of the men holding tightly to good whiskey… Continue reading
When a woman smiled..
When an woman smiled… My heart stopped and my world become perfect. When your gift of your beautiful smile and laughter, take me to sacred and cherish place. I’m captive by your gentle… Continue reading
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