We must slow down my darling… Drunkest poet, drunkest soldier in Austin, Texas. He wrote to a journal.“Nothing is lost,nothing is gain,we will back step,we will fall forward and we will get up.This is… Continue reading
1- Time will steal everything we have known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. … Continue reading
Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. War..The war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. Miss you..I’m missing you.I whispered… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City.. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be alive my friend.. (Can you… Continue reading
Sad brown eyes.. A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading
A solace and a blessing. . . The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death and dreams were… Continue reading
“I loved the hard climb, the untouched path. I listen for the flowing river and I go to her. Rarely do I see people. I sit with the trees, the free animals and… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and secrets… Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall.… Continue reading
