Dying, lying and you..
Dying, lying and you.. Last house near the lake, was our place to rest.We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the sea often, for we loved the whiskey, deadly… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
The easy days and the good days…
The easy days and the good days.. On a cold days in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer, I love you. I left… Continue reading
We shall live, we will know tears and laughter..
We shall live, we will know tears and laughter.. Hello March, the cold Winter is almost done.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth and new hope. I… Continue reading
What hold value?
What hold value? I told the busy man. A controlled and organized life. It will leave you wanting for things lost and cannot be found. Must stop, drink some coffee and spend time… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc..
My Joan of Arc.. She painted her make-up upon perfect skin and she turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad..
(Johnnie in Monterey- 1992.) Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered… Continue reading
Mercy and forgiveness my friend. We need.
Mercy and forgiveness my friend. We need. A Poem by Coyote PoetryNeed mercy and good friends to survive this life. The Quality of Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain’d.It droppeth as the… Continue reading
Change…
Change…. I sat with a kid of 23 at a Austin, Texas tavern.Consumed with anger and disappointment.He told me. I’m dead. Killed off all friends and love is dead and buried. I ordered… Continue reading
I remember you…
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you… The summer days were long.The splendor… Continue reading
The coming storm…
The coming storm.. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading