Little boy blue, little girl blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever. Little boy blue, little girl blue…… Continue reading
A wisp of a thought.. Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my… Continue reading
The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading
Words, never spoken… Last three years been very hard. 2020, 2021 and 2022, I lost many to cancer and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them… Continue reading
Hot damn.. Prettiest woman in the dance hall, looked at me and shared her enticing smile. I inventoried her long legs and her tight black dress. She was a wild orchid in the… Continue reading
The writing on the wall Did we love? Did we steal from each other? Did we loan kisses? If we did. I would steal and loan a thousand more kisses from you my… Continue reading
She is walking away. Should I follow or should I stay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Jazzy Wednesday. (Jazzy Monday poetry.) She is walking away, should I follow or should I stay? She had… Continue reading