We need kind people, good song and laughter.
We need kind people, good song and laughter. I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my Detroit sports. She would sit with me and hold… Continue reading
We need kind people, good song and laughter. I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my Detroit sports. She would sit with me and hold… Continue reading
Show me your real face. I loved the Monterey bay. I would bring my beer and whiskey to the Pacific, I would write into my journal, drink the cold beer slowly, I watched… Continue reading
My lovely Lilith The dark poet loved the Monterey big storms. The Pacific was raging and dancing. He went to the Pacific ocean early in the morning wearing wet suit and carrying his… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading
“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.” Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike Everett “If a… Continue reading
I want to love you like.. I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to see your… Continue reading
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
Would you? Could you? 1- I am sorry I caused you pain.I wouldn’t want to break your heart,I am a forgotten man, and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not, for men… Continue reading
A Michigan Summer sky.. 1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl,we tasted love kiss,did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars.She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. —————————————————2-… Continue reading
Worn and torn love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem with a rewrite. Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. … Continue reading