Maybe right or maybe wrong?
Maybe right or maybe wrong? I told the kind lady, the pretty one. I am at the right place my sweet heart. Pretty lady danced to the slow jazz song alone and I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
A story. Last chapter. She wanted Paris and I wanted her..
La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. (Chapter eleven.) Katie got up and went to the window. The city was lite-up. Her nude body seems dreamy and perfect… Continue reading
A long tale. She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
(A eroic tale-adult reading) Chapter one.. She wanted Paris and I wanted her… Her eyes like dancing stars exploding into the night sky. Her soft hand holding mine tightly. She whispered, “You promised me… Continue reading
We will accept less and forget who we were.
We will accept less and forget who we were.. Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading
Quotes from Jack London, John Dryden and me..
Quotes from London, Dryden and me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I love to read Dryden and London. Here are some quotes and thoughts.” Quotes from London, Dryden and me… “Marriage is dead, when… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love…
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. A rewrite from December, 1988. The twisted dance of love.. (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the… Continue reading
I called your name…
I called your name A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words I called your name.. I called your name standing on the… Continue reading
Fall, the falling leaves..
Fall, the falling leaves… Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading
The liar’s prayer…
Four lines poems. A Poem by Coyote PoetryTaking chances, writing in different directions. We were naked, we twisted our bodies into a unfinished puzzle and we shared wild dreams. We talked and we used… Continue reading
If you go away… And a amazing Neil Diamond song.
If you go away…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading