If I had magic… Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy place.The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty.Perfect place to hide wishing wells and to burn… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm.. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
Wanderlust —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 dangerous river… Continue reading
The road called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.” The road called me.. I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got lost.… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
The Texas Jazz. I do need. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need the Jazz bars, the jazzy people and the storytellers. Pretty women with darks hearts. Never lie. They don’t have to. I… Continue reading
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
The hanging tree… In 1991, I needed nothing, I wanted nothing. I was seeking the good death. A pretty lady with the saddest eyes in Michigan, she asked me. What are seeking Johnnie?… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading
Some little poetry for the dance of love.. 1- We danced in San Francisco near the pier and we drank every type beer we could in the house of brewery. I basked in… Continue reading
