The whiskey lullaby..
The whiskey lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometimes love can break our heart. … Continue reading
The whiskey lullaby A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometimes love can break our heart. … Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more.. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor.Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin andher wild eyes searched for what she needed.… Continue reading
Words for you my love —————————-The Illusion.. Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork.They are poetry for the eyes.I saw you resting alone. Simple photo with great beauty.The illusion of your… Continue reading
Landscape.. Forget me not andplease remember me always.I remember you.You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert.Your body, perfect landscape to discover secrets and know wonderful… Continue reading
Just might.. She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are foolish. They long to stay and long to escape… Continue reading
Wandering soldier.. The wandering soldier, he loved the sin, he loved the gin and he wanted a good death. The wise soldiers know life don’t wait for you. You must seek life, know… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading
Angels dancing, too close to the earth… Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you. Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was… Continue reading
My great love … I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who can… Continue reading