No mercy dear Elizabeth…
No mercy dear Elizabeth…. She found me alone by the St Clair lake and she wore a silky red dress. I saw her from a distance and I watched her walk quickly toward… Continue reading
No mercy dear Elizabeth…. She found me alone by the St Clair lake and she wore a silky red dress. I saw her from a distance and I watched her walk quickly toward… Continue reading
You are my story… Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and… Continue reading
Nothing last forever… I told you often, nothing last forever. The veil of love is dangerous, make us dance and sing in the rain than teach us love can slip away and leave… Continue reading
Fabiola (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name,… Continue reading
Misty eyes…. You bathe me with your hazel eyes, we have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow down this day, great haste make us… Continue reading
New Orleans… (For my kindest muses. Dear Allsion.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the… Continue reading
At midnight… I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying and… Continue reading
Goodbye my lover… I walked to my lover with the liar’s moon above. It was a warm German Fall night. I walked 20 miles to get to her. I went to say goodbye.… Continue reading
The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld memories and places. Written a long time ago. The sparkles in your eyes…. I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light… Continue reading
What do we have left? A Poem by Coyote PoetryIs our memories, leftover bitter wine or the poet’s weath? What do we have left?… (Take away love, and Earth is our tomb.) Robert… Continue reading