The stranger song.
The stranger song. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
She had Angels wings upon her back.
She had Angels wings upon her back. Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you need. Hanging with The Rolling Stones.
You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
Delicate flower.
Delicate flower. I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey bottles and the dead-end dreams. I sang lullabies of thing lost and could not be found no-more. A delicate and… Continue reading
Damn your eyes.
Damn your eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful.You made the drink taste bitter and my hunger to die.Forgotten. Those kind and gentle brown… Continue reading
Sugar and spice.
Sugar and spice. You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness.I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear a lullaby?You gave me a… Continue reading
Steal a kiss.
Steal a kiss. I would, I should. If I could, I shall. Just a small taste, with the stars and moon above. I would steal a kiss. And I would tell you. You… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights.
Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till death… Continue reading
My November song.
The November song. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I have built many mini-rock gardens of… Continue reading
My masterpiece.
My masterpiece. Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything… Continue reading