My Bonnie girl..
My Bonnie gal… I returned to Glasgow in late 1979. I was trying to find a memory, a kind memory. In the Spring of 1978, a beautiful Bonnie girl loved me so. She was… Continue reading
My Bonnie gal… I returned to Glasgow in late 1979. I was trying to find a memory, a kind memory. In the Spring of 1978, a beautiful Bonnie girl loved me so. She was… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures.. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
Wasted words and lonely nights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart. Wasted words and lonely nights.. I found her sitting alone in the corner… Continue reading
Stay with me.. I sip my coffee.Watching the movement of the branches outside my bedroom. It was a stormy night.Her beautiful nude body lays on the top of the blankets. I watch her… Continue reading
The Bacchus wine….Part one.. She was a Gypsy girl beauty. She had wildest eyes, the eyes of wonder and miracles. She waited for me in a bed of cotton sheets, her robust body… Continue reading
A whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted more and… Continue reading
Kiss me and say hello.. The Jazzy songs had saved me. The jazzy songs, I needed. Once on a blue moon night, I told the prettiest girl in Michigan. I loved her so.… Continue reading
My North Dakota hurricane.. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading
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
Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading