Trying to lose your memory..
Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Love words by a mad man..
1-Break me.. Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading
Dead flowers and a beautiful Samantha Fish song..
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —-Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading
Ravishing beauty dancing alone..
Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone.. We will masquerade as many… Continue reading
The city of New Orleans..
The city of New Orleans… (For my kindest muses. Dear Allsion.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you… Continue reading
The heartstrings..
The heartstrings.. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair..
She wore flowers in her hair.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry She wore flowers in her hair.. I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my place in life,I decide a trip was… Continue reading
A letter for you dear Lilia..
A letter for you dear Lilia.. I wrote you a letter. Just words to be read and I wanted you to know. You are my everything. My mystery to try to understand and… Continue reading
Be a flexible branch, not a dead root..
Be a flexible branch, not a dead root.. Late October in 1992. I had 45 days to get to Fort Ord. California. I left Michigan with three weeks left and four destined places.… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets. Part one.
Dirty little secrets-Part one.. She knew. The first time I saw her face. I loved her. Once in a private moment. I told her. Dear Liz, my Elizabeth. Some people enrage the heart… Continue reading