Love words of a mad man..
Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can teach us madness. 1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading
Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can teach us madness. 1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading
I drink the whiskey, I write and I remember… I chased her, she chased me. We didn’t know we were just babies reaching for a miracle.I drink the whiskey now, I write the… Continue reading
When love is near… You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
Two poems. By a old Poet and a live one. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI love the old Poets. Some died before they had the chance to do great things. Sergeant Joyce Kilmer words… Continue reading
I will take care of you.. Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss.… Continue reading
The weeping willow.. Once we held love over all things. Love was holy and you were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flower in the Winter. My feeble heart had forgotten… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more.. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor,barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin,her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
Almost home Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading
Nothing really matters.. She asked him,with tears falling down her pretty face.What do you want from me?You borrow and steal,leave me feeling empty.You walk away from me and I chase you.Do you need… Continue reading
Forget me not—- She told me, flattery will get you everything.Please make me feel loved and wonderful.I need someone, to be their, everything.Even if just sweet lies dear Poet. —- I remember the… Continue reading