Spare me your stories and sleazy words..
Spare me your stories and sleazy words… (2 March 1986) I awoke alone andI reached out and brought a ghost of a lover back into my arms.In my sensuous and tranquil dreams.I held … Continue reading
Spare me your stories and sleazy words… (2 March 1986) I awoke alone andI reached out and brought a ghost of a lover back into my arms.In my sensuous and tranquil dreams.I held … Continue reading
Cold steel… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can’t get worst? Cold steel.. Baby, I told you.Ain’t no… Continue reading
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way to… Continue reading
The coming storm… Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading
Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love.. (Come live… Continue reading
My muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… 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