Your face…
Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were less sad now and she told me. Thank you Johnnie… Continue reading
Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were less sad now and she told me. Thank you Johnnie… Continue reading
The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and I brought her closer on the dance floor and I asked her. Does… Continue reading
Angels, muses and sirens.. I was near death often in my life. I learn Death isn’t an enemy. We must be born and die, we must live and struggle. I bury my second… Continue reading
Too late for kindness.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found a old journal. 100 poems, never been published anywhere. Number one, 1990 poetry. Too late for kindness… I wanted my brothers to be… Continue reading