The easy days and the good days…
The easy days and the good days.. On a cold days in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer, I love you. I left… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
We shall live, we will know tears and laughter..
We shall live, we will know tears and laughter.. Hello March, the cold Winter is almost done.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth and new hope. I… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc..
My Joan of Arc.. She painted her make-up upon perfect skin and she turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad..
(Johnnie in Monterey- 1992.) Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered… Continue reading
I remember you…
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you… The summer days were long.The splendor… Continue reading
The coming storm…
The coming storm.. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading
A moment of forever…
A moment, of forever..Holy as loveYou were my Winter prayer,my Christmas miracle. We found a safe place to keep warm,we locked the door,held tightly and stole seconds, hours and nights away, We didn’t… Continue reading
The days of love…
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
Haunt me…
Haunt me… I found her again at the hard metal club in Austin and she was dressed in her black skirt and her favorite black blouse. I stay at a distance and I… Continue reading
We are born to live..
We are born to live A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year living near the sea.” … Continue reading