Bad love..
Bad love.. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
The blue dress…
The blue dress.. I found you sitting alone at your family party. Your once fiery hazel eyes, grey with sadness. I asked you. How are your dear Belinda? You are still so beautiful.… Continue reading
Break me. Madness and broken promises.
Break me.. Please break me. 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 skin… Continue reading
The Fall sweet honey..
The Fall sweet honey> Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall Michigan sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave your tomb and find me, a divided… Continue reading
A miracle..
(A miracleA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.) A miracle.. Pale skin, hazel eyes andeloquence words we shared. You confessed small secrets,I told you some. I savored your words andwe longed and learned. To… Continue reading
She used to love me a lot..
She used to love me a lot.. I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading
Please come to me…
Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
I am going to California..
I am going to California…. I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and I loved… Continue reading
Just meat and tales of kisses…
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs“ “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It was once steer cavortin’ over… Continue reading
Rebirth..
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth… Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at his table.If… Continue reading