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
Tag Archive: life
Winding road..
Winding road… Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil, now… Continue reading
The fasting in love.
the fasting in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love that is distance and far away. Is it myth or just sweet dreams. The fasting in love.. I made promises of Paris and… Continue reading
Memory of music… And a amazing Tom Jones song.
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading
She told me. Love never did love me..
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading
The easy days and the good days..
The easy days and the good days.. On a cold days in the the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love you.I left… Continue reading
The beautiful girl..
The beautiful girl.. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars,her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift… Continue reading
Open the door dear lover. Texas poetry.
Open the door my dear lover… I told the bartender at the Downtown Austin tavern, I was born sick. My mind twisted and wrong. I was born poor and now I have enough.… Continue reading
Dark Interludes. A story.
Dark Interludes.. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. A old friend of many years send me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
The wisp/ the kiss, the memories. Jest of love.
The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of love A Chapter by Coyote PoetryThird and last chapter. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Jest of… Continue reading