My Winter love… And a Hope Winter song…
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When the cold wind of Winter is blowing mean, we need a kind person near, to make us smile. My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When the cold wind of Winter is blowing mean, we need a kind person near, to make us smile. My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry… Continue reading
God’s going to cut you down… (Johnnie Cash) I told the kids. Hate make us no good. Leave us almost dead. When you dead. What is left? I told the preacher. I have… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading
Choose what you love… ——————————————————————————————————————- Enjoy your life, life wait for no-one. Create pretty photos for the heart. Dance with your beloved, show the children the beauty of the sea and the forest.… Continue reading
Never enough whiskey, she told me… Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn taverns are the place to die, dear… Continue reading
The beauty and the sea… You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and I… Continue reading
The light and the darkness A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love take over our mind. We will taste sweetness, we shall taste bitterness. Light and darkness, we shall know. coyotepoetrebloggeduna-lady-italiana(Thank you Tumblr) coyotepoet… Continue reading
Something is wrong with me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bukowski had stole my soul. Something is wrong with me…. Something is wrong with me.… Continue reading
Three fingers of the whiskey. I had a bad night. I read dear Nightbirde/ Jane Marczewski left our world on 20 Feb. I fell in love with this beautiful young lady. Her songs,… Continue reading
The first time I saw your face…. I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading