Faded into you.. Jazzy Thursday.
Faded into you.. To and fro the fool shall wander. Once hopeful man wanted a sweet gal and a perfect life. Now he loved the Jazz clubs and the songs. He had… Continue reading
Faded into you.. To and fro the fool shall wander. Once hopeful man wanted a sweet gal and a perfect life. Now he loved the Jazz clubs and the songs. He had… Continue reading
Jazzy Tuesday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading
Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the Jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading
Jazzy Wednesday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love her eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading
Ain’t blue no-more.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good jazz make life easier…. Ain’t blue no-more… “Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish… Continue reading
The Jazzy Sunday.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My best days was on Sunday in Austin, Texas. I would spend the evenings listening to the legends of Jazz. The Jazzy Sundays… The jazz is… Continue reading
Are we beggars for love?… We love them, we need them and we learn. Women honor men with the gift of love. Dark thoughts, white thoughts we may have. All our dreams start… Continue reading
♥♥♥♥~~~~♥♥♥♥~~~~♥♥♥♥~~~~♥♥♥♥ coyotepoet Johnnie is singing the low, low man blues Johnnie told the pretty lady near at the Stray Cat Inn. The whiskey isn’t strong enough to kill the… Continue reading