Bad to the bones and an outstanding George Thorogood song.
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
Read to me my dear lover. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love, read to… Continue reading
(Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.) The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.Roads led to War. Young woman with a sweet smile.Silk dress,smelling like… Continue reading
Family pictures. Do we know when the final goodbye is?Did we tell the people we loved? They saved our life many times and gave us reasons to be alive.Old faces and words appear.… Continue reading
Isn’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
Delia. O sweet you are, O brave you be and O darling. I love you as-is. My rose-cheeked gal, you never promised me anything and you loved to live. We loved to hear… Continue reading
Once we had the Elvis songs. Hello girl, its Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening to… Continue reading