My last stand will be in New York city.
My last stand will be in New York City.. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City.. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
Fragile love.. You have been lingering upon my thoughts.You have made promises we cannot keep. Sweet words, kind words made me wish for faraway places that I can’t arrive at. Fragile love is… Continue reading
On the thread of a word.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWords, do have great meaning. Ensure the last words we speak to another. Were kind. On the thread of a word (Freedom is… Continue reading
A letter.. 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 spirit can be broken.I tried to hide… Continue reading
Time wait for no-one… He was fond of her for many years. He was fond of the way she walked and he was fond of way she talked. She charmed him her sparkling… Continue reading
Little Wolf… Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes. She… Continue reading