You are my treasure…
You are my treasure… A Poem by Coyote Poetry The cold of Winter is here. I need the comfort of the Spring days. ou are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday… Continue reading
You are my treasure… A Poem by Coyote Poetry The cold of Winter is here. I need the comfort of the Spring days. ou are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday… Continue reading
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,By each let this be heard,Some do it with a bitter look,Some with a flattering word,The coward does it with a kiss,The brave man with a… Continue reading
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss… The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading
“I like the way your nametastes in my mouth.” Green Remember to forget… 1- Regards to a old memory. Once your name, made me smile. Once your sweet voice. Made me know joy.… Continue reading
Remember to forget.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me. Pretty Bridgette found me. She held me like a child and she told me. Play stay with me till you are… Continue reading
Morning gloryA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near. “ Morning glory.. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking and… Continue reading
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight?I told her.… Continue reading
The irony of a love tale. Maybe love, maybe not? She told me. The irony of a love tale, maybe love, maybe not? She told me, Fickle I am, fickle I was. I… Continue reading
Texas nights. I arrived in Austin, Texas at six pm. Happy hour till nine. The one handed bartender Ted asked me. Hello Johnnie, is it a Long Island ice tea night? I smiled… Continue reading
We had the month of May, once…. Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay, the pipe dream poet, he isn’t poetry, he isn’t love, he is cursed, cursed to live… Continue reading