Nothing could stop me..
( Some desires, some memories can break your heart. Sometime we are wrong and nothing can stop us. From making a fatal mistake. I know.) Nothing could stop me.. Was a warm Summer… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Germany
The red dress..
Old memories become sweet dreams in old age. Johnnie and Daniela in 1978.. The red dress.. The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night. I had… Continue reading
A letter from Michigan…
(Johnnie in Germany in 1979.) A letter from Michigan… Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even a renegade… Continue reading
Fairytale ending..
(Johnnie in Germany 1979.) Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly. Fairytale ending.. Love letters are… Continue reading
The sweet red wine.. Almost a love story.
The sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded… Continue reading
I am no-one. You are everything.
When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.” I’m no-one. You are everything.. Old wise men know. The farewells are dreaded and the hellos are always sweet.I remember… Continue reading
Bittersweet goodbye..
Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.” Bittersweet goodbye.. “I walk up to her house.I celebrated one year with this young woman.In the comfort of… Continue reading
Love is at my door…
Love is at my door I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissful nights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the… Continue reading
I remember you..
I remember you.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and poetry I remember you.. You taught me what love was.You taught me what tenderness could be my Scotland beauty.You painted my world… Continue reading
Two guitars…
Two guitars.. I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading