The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to stop the madness. Before it is too late. The Madness train.. I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless things. I can’t… Continue reading
Blue eyes (Written in 1981) A blue eyed angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise of burning and powerful emotion.It can create a strange prison. I hold her… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry On our body. On our skin, the tattoos. Each one had a tale.” Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me.… Continue reading
My dearest muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with your haunting words awakening the want of love, the dance and the song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying… Continue reading
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded … Continue reading
“Maybe our last friend is the whiskey? Maybe Ernest Hemingway last thoughts? I should of drank more and fought less wars. Maybe I should love, for real. Fucking night is the loneliness time.… Continue reading
Where is my Gypsy wife tonight? 1- Pretty Bridgette danced alone by the sea and I told the night. You can’t control the sea and you cannot control love. 2- I told her,… Continue reading
Mercy A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Leonard Cohen night. … Continue reading
If it be your will Once I sought death kiss, a loaded 30-30 rifle and Johnnie Walker prayers, was my sanctuary of a hellish ending. I locked the door, I played the Jim… Continue reading
If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading