The hills and the Apache..
The hills and the Apache.. I had a bottle of good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons.I drove for three hours to the California fault line. Do some free-climbing and drink till… Continue reading
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Anything goes..
Anything goes.. She sat next to me on the empty stool.Her sweet perfume I breathe in.I gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes seem… Continue reading
Bloody anger..
Bloody anger.. Sometime I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal problems. Yearning… Continue reading
Dead ends..
Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature. Dead ends.. Brothers told no-one… Continue reading
Beneath the willow tree..
1- You left me a unpaid debt, that must be kept. Once you promised me everything. Now you have besieged my heart and I am willing to love you, forever and a day.… Continue reading
A perfect picture..
Paint me.. Elegant lady told me. Life is hard and the night is long my love.We must bathe in the kindness of the long midnight.Kind night allowed us to adrift in the safety… Continue reading
Things lost, things found..
Things lost, things found… My scattered memories reappear in wild dreams. I remember forgotten face, I remember forgotten places and I remember the last conversations with great people, I have known. Things lost,… Continue reading
Molly Malone said..
Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in… Continue reading
Windmills of your mind.
Windmills of your mind…. Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days.Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my mind, so… Continue reading
Wild child and a amazing Alexia Evellyn song.
Wild child.. The poet loved the careless girl, he loved the girl who loved the sweet wines and she could make him smile with her dance, her beautiful voice and her eyes of… Continue reading