Please, promise me forever…
Please, promise me forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Promises of love are endeared to our hearts. Please, promise me forever… Bashful and tender beauty rested with me on soft sheets of silk.Her… Continue reading
Please, promise me forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Promises of love are endeared to our hearts. Please, promise me forever… Bashful and tender beauty rested with me on soft sheets of silk.Her… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
(Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a botched new… Continue reading
Beautiful Brigette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful Brigette.. (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 34 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks… 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
Please, take it easy on me… She had sad eyes and a quiet voice. I went to her and I held her hands. She told me, please Johnnie, take it easy on me.… Continue reading
Thankful… 1- I went to Metro Beach and Lake St. Clair was beautiful and wonderful. I took my three grandchildren to the lake and they enjoyed the day. Lake St. Clair was quiet… 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
A lullaby for organized chaos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts. I hope you enjoy. A lullaby for organized chaos… We shall dance in heaven, earth and in hell.May never find… 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