You were my Mary Katharine and I was your Doc Holliday.
You were my Mary Katharine and I was your Doc Holliday… You were my Mary Katharine and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into… Continue reading
Tag Archive: poetry
Hold on tightly sweetie..
Hold on tightly sweetie… You were the bloody storm my lover. You were my strawberry red-haired lady beauty on the Fifth street in Austin, Texas. For twenty dollars and a wrist band. You… Continue reading
A song of forever..
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
Twisted dance of love…
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
You are my treasure…
You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading
Three fingers of Johnnie Walker.
Three fingers of the Johnnie Walker… He went back to Aberdeenshire in the Fall of his life. He found a place to drink and to watch the sea. He wrote in his notebook.… Continue reading
Killer on the road..
Killer on the road.. A Iraqi man sipped his coffee andhe watched the military trucks drive by. He looked to the sky and murmured a pray.I will miss you my wife, my children.He… Continue reading
Let us dance, while the world ends my darling.
Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Doris Day had stole my heart again. “Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day… Continue reading
Love and hate..
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry I wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind. … Continue reading
Dear Jenny… A love letter.
A love letter… (I love the young dusk 0f the day, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when… Continue reading