Maybe I, maybe you..
Maybe I, maybe you… Maybe it was the sea or maybe it was the stars? Maybe we were the fortunate ones, we were brave in the dance of love. I kissed her neck,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
The day is gone and the dark night is here.
The day is gone and the dark nights are here.. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you?…. Dying,lying,needing,Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
The damn and the foolish…
The Damned and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together The Damns and the Foolish…. The ways and means committee at the local Tavern… Continue reading
The word, Love is. Just another four letter word.
The word, Love is. Just another four letter word… She was so tire of the useless words spoken to her. Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the… Continue reading
Just a Black Velvet lullaby. And a beautiful Maria Daines song.
Just a Black Velvet lullaby… I wrote to a old journal in a Austin, Texas tavern in 1993. The poet don’t cry, he just write some more. Hemingway told us, we, who love… Continue reading
Texas rose…
Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing to… Continue reading
The parting glass..
The parting glass I once stood with 15,000 soldiers on the Iraq border,just men with the common goal,fighting for freedom.We were just men and women,who loved, who drank and who danced fearless upon… Continue reading
Love letter, never send..
Love letter, never send A Poem by Coyote Poetry I have many letters never send. Sometime words can lose value. Best to stay safe and sound is poor advice. Today I know. Better to… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face..
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember.. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading