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Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. “Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover, I will be your salvation and you will be… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. “Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover, I will be your salvation and you will be… Continue reading
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book… Continue reading
Mystery and wonder It was a Germany warm Summer, the days were long and easy. You and I had no-place to you. You were my German girl with eyes of hazel who… Continue reading
The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People see an old man with no-place… Continue reading
I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me… Continue reading
Hold on tightly baby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and a re-write. Hold on tightly baby You were the bloody storm my lover, you were my strawberry red-haired lady… Continue reading
Please stay with me my love Once upon a life. I knew us. Dear Suzy. You were so perfect. So beautiful and kind. A boy’s wish and dream. I learn from… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes . You will be my beloved and untold story. I have… Continue reading
Black as the night Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and woman perfect curves, make a wise man become… Continue reading
Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky… Continue reading