Blushing beauty stole my heart…
Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading
Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading
A butterfly wish… White lies, black lies. Somehow we forgot who we were. Once we believed we had a eternal love that would outlast time. In the loneliness of too many quiet nights.… Continue reading
Some gave all… I served with great men and great women. Each, I befriended. We train together, we fought together. We didn’t see color, race or religion. We were brothers and sisters. Today… Continue reading
Beautiful Jenny… (April poetry number twenty-two.) Once brave man thought the world was his world. He was fearless and he thought his world was wonder and miracle. He found the prettiest gal in… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
My Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing… Continue reading
Colors Black, white, brown and yellow. What is the different? I am so tire of the colors, tossed in my face. Isn’t a man, just a man, a woman, just a woman. We… Continue reading
Close my eyes forever… Once sweet dreams turn to nightmares. I thought we will one in life and I learn. Two storms can’t be in the same place. You were so damn beautiful,… Continue reading
Andrea… I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by,old wounds don’t hurt so badly.Old sorrow had… Continue reading