Tattoos…
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old 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… Continue reading
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old 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… Continue reading
Time waits for no-one.. Some mini poetry…. 1- You ran to me and I ran to you. We believed in love and I believed in you. You were my free and fluttering butterfly.… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan.. You told me often.Love wasn’t enough.The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough…I called you my beautiful Jenny and I told you.California coastline is so… Continue reading
Once upon a time… I found you at the mall walking and I kept an distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost. I wondered did you remember me?… Continue reading
The lines in the sand. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Come a time where we must decide what we truly need. The lines in the sand… Two people had reached the end.The lines… Continue reading
What is wrong, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer… Part six… “Making love… Did we make love, did we seek the place of mercy? Did I love you enough? Were we running to each… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer.. Part four I awoke alone in the bed. I heard Jennifer and her baby in the shower. She left the bathroom door open and I… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? Dear Jennifer… Part two.. In 1991, I gave-up. I gave everything of value away and everything else to the trash. Two brother committed suicide, one in 1988… Continue reading
What is right, what is wrong? Part one, dear Jennifer… The orchards are blooming, my grandfather’s roses are almost ready. I sit near the river, drinking the black velvet whiskey alone and putting… Continue reading
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm… Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading