Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.” Barefoot dreams… I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club… Continue reading
Three short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Attempt at less epic poetry.” Remember you, remember me. The lights are… Continue reading
A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story.” Drink of me my dear lover… I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and good sound. I roamed to her every… Continue reading
Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.” Needing and bleeding… I have lived and died in your arms. You were my salvation and my death.Sweet kisses once… Continue reading
Sweet red wine… ( May-days poetry.) It was early fall and the sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty and It was a beautiful late summer day. The… 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
Your love is my energy to succeed and to reach for great dream. Before your gentle caress and our tangle web of our two hearts. I was depleted of envisaging tomorrow. My hope… Continue reading