No chance..
No chance.. My beautiful dear lady is waiting for me, a touch of the sun upon her face. I stand at a distance and I appreciate her gentle eyes, the softness of her… Continue reading
No chance.. My beautiful dear lady is waiting for me, a touch of the sun upon her face. I stand at a distance and I appreciate her gentle eyes, the softness of her… Continue reading
As Long As The Grass Shall Grow… He told the prettiest girl in his world, thank you for staying with me. I have been following you since the Summer of 1976 and you… Continue reading
Concrete angel.. It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I… Continue reading
The Scottish girl kisses.. It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
The beauty and the sea.. You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and I… Continue reading
Dangerous places and beautiful faces.. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous.To swim in uncontrolled passion and enjoy the sweet taste of love. Dancing in the Russian roulette of love,where lovers are fearless of consequences… Continue reading
Tattoos..A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me, do you like my tattoos? I smiled and… Continue reading
Forget me not—- She told me, flattery will get you everything.Please make me feel loved and wonderful.I need someone, to be their, everything.Even if just sweet lies dear Poet. —- I remember the… Continue reading