The crying woman… Chapter eight to the ending.
The crying woman- Chapter eight We relaxed till four thirty pm. We talked little and I went swimming alone and I enjoyed the chill of the water. Lawrence left and he returned with… Continue reading
The crying woman- Chapter eight We relaxed till four thirty pm. We talked little and I went swimming alone and I enjoyed the chill of the water. Lawrence left and he returned with… Continue reading
The crying woman…Page four. I went back to my room and I called my mother. I told her, I would send her eight hundred today to the western union. She was happy and… Continue reading
A story found in a dream. For Cheryl. Dear lady midnight. You are not forgotten. The crying… Continue reading
The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one wants to hear them anyway. Stone face man… In old New Orleans 1993. I found a… Continue reading
I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just a lost love poem from November 1993 I love you… I love you more than the morning sunrise.I love you more than all my… Continue reading
Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight. Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading
Hold my hands… (May poetry number eight.) I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the… Continue reading
The first dandelion… The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace…A Poem by Coyote Poetry” Best days of a life. When love is being born. “Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace…. My beautiful enchantress. It… Continue reading
The Poet’s love. Hummingbird highway… Please remember Susana Chavez. A brave poet. It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie have a date at 3 am.… Continue reading