Tempting fate..
Tempting fate.. I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black. I left a lady crying and alone. Our… Continue reading
Tempting fate.. I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black. I left a lady crying and alone. Our… Continue reading
The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three.. I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading
Misery and the whiskey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hanging with Merle Haggard tonight. September poetry number twenty-two.. Misery and the whiskey. I returned from the war in 1997 and I tried to find… Continue reading