Gentle on my mind.
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
Tag Archive: fiction
Cocoa Beach.
Cocoa beach. I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” I heard in… Continue reading
She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. “Paris at dusk,” We stood by the River Seine. I embraced my Katie and she held my hand against her chest. Her eyes were dreamy and… Continue reading
Love had taught me madness.
Love had taught me madness. 1- Break me. Please break me, make me bleed, show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, they know life… Continue reading
Easy on my mind.
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
Blushing beauty stole my heart.
Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading
Your face..
Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were less sad now and she told me. Thank you Johnnie… Continue reading
Oh my lover and a beautiful PJ Harvey song.
Oh my lover.. Kisses not resisted. Interlacing bodies twisted-up in the Texas two-step.The hot Texas nights and lonely souls sharing time and the long Island ice tea.Sweet lady whispered. No rainbows to find… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee..
One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
Tattoos..
Tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading