Silence and listen. Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind. Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading
Wanderlust 1- Damn those eyes. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the… Continue reading
I am here my dearest love. Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand… Continue reading
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrap me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading
The waltz of the flower…A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the days of May The waltz of the flowers. “He prayeth best, who loveth best.All things both… Continue reading
Waterfall of tears. “Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t hold Enclasp” The night is silence, old heart awry in somber songs, barren sea memories and smitten kisses remembered. The wary ghostly… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. When the night is long and sleep is far away.Sweet faces appeared to awake dead passion and re-birth ghosts lost in the sea of memories.Regret is plenty for… Continue reading
The fingerprints. I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall,… Continue reading
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding. Knuckles red, knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. He told me. I killed and I… Continue reading
I should have loved you more. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and… Continue reading