Lovers or liars and a beautiful Hope Winter song.

Delicate and boundless.

Old love…

I want to fall in love again..

Purgatory Inn and no place to go..

Purgatory Inn and no place to go… I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading →

My lady.. Written in 1982.

My lady.. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon the first star of the night, to be able to look into… Continue reading →

A very old poem. So beautiful..

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry. Good dreams.  So Beautiful                                     (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful  as a early morning sunrise, as bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading →