Easy on my mind…
Easy on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading
Easy on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading
Wild Irish Rose.. Pretty gal with emerald eyes and the sweetest voice I ever heard. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You can’t out-run the devil and the Wild Irish Rose won’t save… Continue reading
Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near… I was… Continue reading
Sweet whispers of love… 1- The poet loved the softness of the flute, he adored the strength of the violin. He yearned to hear the music played by talented angels, making his mind… Continue reading
Blue is love.. 1- You are. As pretty as a perfect painting and I adore your sacred shores. The moon is above us, lighting the night and my feet are touching the Summer… Continue reading
We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get sweeter with time and separation.) We danced , loved and you never departed my… Continue reading
A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight…. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Never, never land… (Let’s escape to Big Sur. Let’s dance with the ghosts of yesterday, let’s dance with the ghost of today. Let’s find a never, never land where our mind and heart… Continue reading
Dear Jenny… Johnnie drifting in and out of the Irish Pubs in downtown Monterey. Looking for his red hair beauty. When the beer and Long Island ice tea kicked-in. Johnnie is dreaming… Continue reading