“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading
Dead man arms… Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading
My grandfather told me. What we didn’t do. Haunt our life and dreams…….. ———A happy life is making time for morning coffee talk, long walks on a quiet beach, dancing with someone you… Continue reading
Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island. … Continue reading
I can’t bleed no-more. —————————————————————— In Austin, Texas Johnnie don’t cry no-more for love, he don’t look for things… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
Dead man arms Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading
Bishop Briggs A wild thing you are, Bishop Briggs. You are a hurricane, you are a thunderstorm. Your song make me want to get-up and dance, Your are like a bomb,… Continue reading