‘A dance with death’
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to… Continue reading
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon. I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday. She held a silence… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts.) You are in Paris and I’m here I hurt myself again today and I allowed… Continue reading
Fever I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are wearing your red dress and dangerous smile. I… Continue reading
The lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The lullaby The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. Once a sensual woman whispered to me on a warm Spring day. “Come… Continue reading
The night is young and the night is long, my love I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning. You are my… Continue reading
Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and I traced… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face… Continue reading
One people Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible War would end… Continue reading
Bad love I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a… Continue reading