Waiting for a memory. We get what we deserve.
Waiting for a memory. You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just a heavy… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
We need to be kind to each other. Finding Morningstar.
We need to be kind to each other. Sober men can’t write the truth; godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle.… Continue reading
The echoes of yesterday. Dear Jenny.
The echoes of yesterdays. Drinking alone in a Monterey tavern in April,1992. I was trying to hide from a memory, and I saw the saddest face man looking back at me in the… Continue reading
Waiting for a miracle.
1- Cheryl.. Few speak your name now. When the whiskey is good and I seek pretty faces in my lonely nights. I remember you. You were a wild eyes woman who wanted to… Continue reading
When I am done. And a beautiful Marianne Faithful song.
When I am done. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now. I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go. When they are… Continue reading
My Texas rose.
My Texas rose. The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing… Continue reading
The lovely silence and a beautiful Paloma Faith song.
The lovely silence. The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours. True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands and body… Continue reading
My goddess of Spring.
My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring. ( A warm Spring day had arrived. I needed to feel the warm sun upon my face.) The cold of Winter fade away when I look… Continue reading
Amie do; Amie does.
Amie do, Amie does.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams. Amie do; Amie does. Beautiful as the… Continue reading
My greatest regret was you.
My greatest regret was you 1- Loved and lost Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz.Honey, sweetheart and my love.Where are you now?Once we drank the Long Island iced tea and laughed at the midnight moon.You were… Continue reading