Let us kiss and never part..
Let us kiss and never part.. She told the wandering soldier, be my love and stay with me in old Monterey. She brought his face into her warm bosom and she sang to… Continue reading
Tag Archive: California
Hey brother, hey sister. Almost time to vote.
Hey brother, hey sister.. ( In the Army. There is no color, there is no race. Every soldier is a brother. Election is tomorrow. Men who create hate and separation. We do not… Continue reading
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart..
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart… She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading
A beautiful girl..
A beautiful girl.. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift… Continue reading
The first time I saw your face…
The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading
Forever young..
Forever young.. Once I was fearless and brave. Love was life and life was love. I had a strong back and powerful legs. I was going to save my world.Once I wanted long… Continue reading
I adore you…
I adore you.. Perfect beauty resting in my arms and I whispered a quiet prayer.“I love your face,I love hearing your sweet and gentle voice,I love when you laugh and when you cry.You… Continue reading
Come away with me… And a beautiful Norah Jones song.
Come away with meA Poem by Coyote Poetry (Dreaming of a yesterday. ) Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs.You were North Dakota born, now California blessed.I… Continue reading
My wild Maria, my dancing Maria..
My wild Maria, my dancing Maria, my Winter storm… The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight… Continue reading
Black roses…
Black roses… Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a place of mystery. She asked me, what did you need soldier? I… Continue reading