Fallen Angel.
Fallen angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers and… Continue reading
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A solace and a blessing.
A solace and a blessing. The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death and dreams were shattered… Continue reading
Jealous of the night.
Jealous of the night. Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
Please come home to me.
Please come home to me. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific Ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer.
The sinner’s prayer. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost everyone. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz and… Continue reading
Stitches.
Stitches. I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight goodbye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I painted… Continue reading
Open doors, dead poets and bare feet.
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
The haunting song.
The haunting song. The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us, and we are waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My… Continue reading
I had a dream; I had a good dream.
I had a dream; I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote PoetryMy dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading
I am a Northern Michigan boy. Pray for peace, pray for the soldiers.
My home is Northern Michigan. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan, and I remembered a good friend. We were not young; we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading