Jealous of the night..
Jealous of the night.. Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
Jealous of the night.. Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
Almost 67 years old,lived in many places and had many lives.Old man looking back at me in the mirror.I whispered.Too old to die young.———————————————————————————————– Once I knew the energy of youth,once I told… Continue reading
We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write.” We danced, we loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 66-year-old. I… Continue reading
One more time.. Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out.I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and just one… Continue reading
Once upon a time.. I found you at the mall walking and I kept a distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost, I wondered did you remember me?… Continue reading
The gin and juice lullaby.. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin.You were fire and I was water.My greed was to steal everything I could. We languished… Continue reading
Passing through.. A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Know that love is a careless child, And forgets promises past.” Sir Walter Raleigh” Love is a careless child.. I took my pen to paper and wrote that… Continue reading
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
“Bad days become less painful with time and distance. No regret.. I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, 2000. I like to swim in old memory and friendship.Old friends had forgotten me.… Continue reading