Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. The sweet red wine .. It was early fall. The sweet new… Continue reading
The fray- part two- Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been dreaming poetry. A poem for the book. The island. The fray- You. He remembers a warm Summer day, he remembered… Continue reading
I’m going to build me a heaven of my own.. It was a majesty night and the music was so damn good. I have money for the Scottish whiskey and the night was… Continue reading
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written. (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted?… Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Sweet red wine… It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the… Continue reading