My last stand will be in New York city..
My last stand will be in New York City… I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City… I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me. “You are damn… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York city. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two brother died by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace. … Continue reading
Old Painter at the beach boardwalk. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the old ones. Can enlighten the mind and heart. Old painter on the beach boardwalk Old man… Continue reading
Beautiful stranger Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar bar in Austin, Texas. Reflecting on things lost on the road. Strangers are around me. Whispering secret to their lovers. Under the dim lights.… Continue reading