The blue dress.
The blue dress. I found you sitting alone at your family party. Your once fiery hazel eyes grey with sadness. I asked you. How are your dear Linda? You are still so beautiful.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: short-story
The poet and the naked lady.
The poet and the naked lady.. I fell in love with a long-legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and my eyes. I ate breakfast… Continue reading
Silence and listen. Remembering Mindy McCready.
Silence and listen. (The holidays are here. Time to check on people we love. Everyone needs a kind word and a reminder. They are needed and a part of our life.) Old man… Continue reading
Beautiful stranger.
Beautiful stranger. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road. Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes.
Strangers, trains and planes… She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon.I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday.She held a silence and I thought.… Continue reading
If it be your will.
If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You don’t find love. Love finds you.” If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair… Continue reading
Once upon a time. For dear Susie.
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 birthday… Continue reading
You are always on my mind.
You are always on my mind The splendor of true love,Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to finding the realpleasures… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee.
One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
The dance of emotions.
The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is fair. We must give to receive. The Dance of Emotion. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.Her skimpy negligee… Continue reading