I used to be.
I used to be. A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I… Continue reading
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Bloody anger.
Bloody anger. Sometimes I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal… Continue reading
The payment is due.
The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure;Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure;Rich the treasure,sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.”John Dryden I told the pretty Texas girl at the Belton, Texas dance… Continue reading
I want to see you again.
I need to see you again. I have become cold and lonely in life and heart again,life seem to have crumble into a million pieces, and I don’t care to repair.Lonely road and… Continue reading
Little boy blue.
Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child falls down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever. Little boy blue. Little boy blue lost in a… Continue reading
Lovers and losers.
Lovers and losers A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love comes at the wrong time. Someone must lose. Lovers and losers. She told me. I will cry for you, I would die for… Continue reading
Kiss away my ghosts. And an amazing song by Creed Fisher.
Kiss away my ghosts. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He writes sleeping man poetry, and he drink the “Quiet man” whiskey. He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading
The Masquerade.
The masquerade. A New Orleans tale. Was a blue moon night in New Orleans and no-one wanted to show their real face. Beer, wine and liquor was plentiful. Women were exotic and the… Continue reading
We will know happiness, we will know sadness.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty.) We will know happiness, we will know sadness. 1- Once I drank in life, once I search for new places and new faces. I left… Continue reading
The day is gone and the darkness is here.
The day is gone and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lose more than I gained. Once, after a war, I returned home and… Continue reading