Winding road..
Winding road… Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil, now… Continue reading
Winding road… Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil, now… Continue reading
Poetry for dear Cheryl.. 1- We were leftover people and we became so damn lost. We sought each other to seek and know comfort and we didn’t know. We forgot kindness, we became… Continue reading
Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
Jealous of the night.. Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
Dear Angela.. Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady.Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with sin.Few of us are clean and the most of… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
Katie wrote to me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote to me.. Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understand and hold tightly to. The… Continue reading
The maiden of Summer… Was a beautiful late June day and I walking in the early morning in the lake St. Clair. My bare feet enjoyed the coldness of the morning lake. The… Continue reading