Tag Archive: short-story

Scottish kisses.

Scottish kisses. It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the German taverns.… Continue reading

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Don’t explain dear lover.

Don’t explain dear lover… He waited for a miracle, and he wrote upon a blank sheet of paper. “I found a miracle; I have found you again. I told you yesterday. I want… Continue reading

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Black as the night. Part three.

Black as the night.. I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart, and I know more than most. You smell like wildflowers in the early Spring, and you talk so sweet.… Continue reading

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The dance of the Gypsies.

The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love, song and dance, blood and the road.                                The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979.Watching dark eyes… Continue reading

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Miss you, need you dear Michele.

Miss you, need you… I am drinking alone dear beautiful Michele. Somehow, I forgot where Texas was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a… Continue reading

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The dream surfer.

The dream surfer. In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, the yearning heart seek… Continue reading

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Mojo a-coming. Hanging with Jim Morrison.

Mojo a-coming…  I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me, Johnnie… Continue reading

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You get, what you deserve.

You get, what you deserve… We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading

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Once upon a time.

Once upon a time. I returned to Akron in 1980. I was looking for a sweet memory In 1973 at my fifteen birthday party. The prettiest friend of my sister gave me a… Continue reading

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She was a cruel one.

She was a cruel one. Love left me empty and alone. I had accepted the circumstances with ease. Jack Daniel and Black velvet kept me safe and in the shadows of the Austin… Continue reading

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