The first dandelion.. (I am dreaming of Spring. ) The streets are empty,the houses are quiet.I wonder where are the children?I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled.One beautiful dandelion had appeared through… Continue reading
She held silence and she answered. Dear Johnnie. You want the world. I have two year child and I’m not free to roam and discover the wild world. I was a dead weight… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
I wish I was the morning sun… I wish I was the morning sun, be able to sun-kiss your skin. I wish I was the Summer rain, be able to caress your face,… Continue reading
Looking for beautiful Sara Little Wolf.. 1- Once he loved a beautiful gal and he told her.I am Winter and you are Spring.He told her on a cold Winter day.Beautiful Sara Little Wolf… Continue reading
Hello again. For my dearest Peggy… I have learn to love the darkness of the taverns and the Jazz clubs,where the people with nothing to hide, can go.Old men and old women tell… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows… Chapter two Johnnie sat with Tanya. He loved seeing her face, the fire and great storms in her eyes make him believe. Life was more than him. Life could be… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one. Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading
The last chance motel… Summer Texas night, cold drink and no-place to go. Michigan dreamer, drinking his Long Island teas and writing into a journal. “Song of my father,songs of the long highways,more… Continue reading
1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading