Bad behavior.. I fell in love with you when I saw you telling the whiskey. Fuck you, fuck everything. I told the bartender. Please give the pretty lady another whiskey. She is having… Continue reading
Originally posted on Cup, pencils and travels:
bombs & flooding all night the riot ends, the shoutinggone wherethe lamp post shaded a choleric phlegm, the night getting to nowherethe breeze blows where,getting a…
I called you from Fort Steward, Georgia. I told you the Georgia coastline is God’s country. The people are kind and the cities are beautiful. I drive every weekend to the Atlantic sea.… Continue reading
Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us will fall down and we must get-up. Fallen Angels.. In the lair of the fallen angels and the devils. Old men talk of… Continue reading
A witness to life.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak their names or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts… Continue reading