The daylight fading.
The daylight fading. Once the kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne used to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late into… Continue reading
The daylight fading. Once the kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne used to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late into… Continue reading
The waltz of the Angels. I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading
All my friends had settled down. A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey,she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention.I was the midnight poet, and I would go to her shop in the mini… Continue reading
Forever young. Once I was fearless and brave. Love was life and life was love. I had a strong back and powerful legs. I was going to save my world.Once I wanted long… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your gentle warm days make me come alive.Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories.I remembered a barefoot beauty taking me the hidden… Continue reading
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon. Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me drinking… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts about life. Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors. The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and angels.… Continue reading
Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to wander and imagine a better place to be Imagine. “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe” Tadeusz Rozewics… Continue reading