Need more word-men and word women..
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading
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Broken promises and forgotten places…
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places.. I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers… Continue reading
A New Orleans lullaby…
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
You cross my mind in the midnight hours..
The dance.. Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begin to create separation.The once perfect dance because… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick..
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
Love is love…
Love is love.. A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life and she read her words to us.“I weaved a page with… 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
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