I should have loved you more. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
Sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate. Her dreams are confused,… Continue reading
Another time, another place. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-three.) We found each other in the darkest bars and we slowed dance and kissed. I adored you and you needed me.… Continue reading
The hanging tree. In 1991, I needed nothing, I wanted nothing. I was seeking the good death. A pretty lady with the saddest eyes in Michigan, she asked me. What are seeking Johnnie?… Continue reading
(April is poetry month. New poetry number seven.) A soldier prayer. 1- Young men go to war, old men return. 2- Can you kill and murder? Can you forget the blood on your… Continue reading
The sea of sadness and the storm of anger. 1- Sergeant Major was my friend. I drove him home every night and he would drink. I asked him. My friend, why must you… Continue reading
(Cancer stole stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. Daybreak confession to the Sea. I… Continue reading
Life is sweet, death is sweeter. (When you lose your brothers to suicide. So many questions shall never be answered.) Child with your eye closed to living. How can I bring hope and… Continue reading
