The violence storms ————————————————————————————————————– Whiskey didn’t kill me and war befriended me. Wounded heart that blood-out, had nothing left to lose. Pretty Poet told me in Monterey. California sun, last blessing dear soldier.… Continue reading
I want to dance with you…. The night is long and the songs are good. You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my attention. I whispered to you, I want… Continue reading
Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and for the crying night moon… (For a kind woman, I once knew. We met at the wrong time. She died alone in Reno.) Once a beautiful… Continue reading
I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading
I need you, I don’t need you….—– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t.. Perfect beautiful girl came to… Continue reading
A evening blessing, you are… My love, waiting patiently for my return. I told her. You make me believe, life is wonder and beauty. You make me know mystery and unknown. When I… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz ….. (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Just a dance in the clouds dear lover…. Once I knew wanderlust, I wanted to swim in the seven seas, I wanted to find sacred places in our world, I wanted to dance in… Continue reading
I would steal the moon for you… My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven near the sea, small tent and sleeping bag. We drank tequila with the… Continue reading
