A Poem by Coyote Poetry A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life.” A solace and a blessing…. The good cognac and German wines kept me in… Continue reading
Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached.” Don’t ask for less… Echos of memories and voices… Continue reading
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen.. I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading
Whiskey dreams are still the same…. ( 7 Nov. 1979. Time don’t change too much ) Drinking whiskey with the German Soldiers in Stuttgard. We sing if ” I were the king of the forest.… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… I sipped my coffee andI… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.” If I was the King of the Forest… American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading