Three fingers of Black Velvet..
Three fingers of Black Velvet.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me.Pretty Bridgette found me.She held me like a child and she told me.Play stay with me till you are okay.2-… Continue reading
Three fingers of Black Velvet.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me.Pretty Bridgette found me.She held me like a child and she told me.Play stay with me till you are okay.2-… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading
I remember love.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My muse came alive. I remember love… I do remember love, love was sweet, love was kind. The sweetest days, stealing touches and stealing kisses. When… Continue reading
Tell me, how did you lived?… Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet… Continue reading
Blood laced pen… Fight or flee?love or hate?stay or go?Laugh or cry?I wonder what Hemingway remembered in his last moment. Did he remember war or the face of Agnes?My pen does bleed to… Continue reading
Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person. Bare and true… She was a noble beauty and … Continue reading
1-Break me.. Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —-Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading
Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone.. We will masquerade as many… Continue reading
The city of 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… Continue reading