Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying night moon… Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
We didn’t know… I didn’t know… — I called Sheena in Scotland in the Winter of 1980 and I told her. Beautiful Sheena, I miss you so and I am so sorry. She… Continue reading
Drinking song… Once I met Bukowski in California and he told me. Never truth a man, who never drinks. I learn with old age. He was right. Drunk men or women will tell… Continue reading
Cherry wine.. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing. Today my folly, today… Continue reading
The Elixir… She had the Bacchus wine a plenty. She had found a dark corner to drink away the world. She was pissed-off lady drinking alone. I watched her and she was praying… Continue reading
One tin soldier… A prologue to a good life. We need sin, we need whiskey and we need kind women. I learn the rage of Hemingway and the sadness of Salinger and Kosinski.… Continue reading
Redemption day… There is redemption for men seeking the hell-kiss. The hell-bound men are not seeking Jesus or the Devil. They have met both and they know. The gods are sleeping, they have… Continue reading
No regret… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship. No regret… She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl.Eyes of golden brown, long legged and a robust… Continue reading
I left a lady crying A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I left a lady crying… Lady true lay down alone in her large bed.Words of love left her upside… Continue reading