Please remember who you were.
Please remember who you were. I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: short-story
Then you can tell me goodbye. And a lovely Joss Stone song.
“Please sweeten my coffee with a morning kiss. Joss Stone.” Then you can tell me goodbye. Pretty lady with the saddest eyes, always found me on a Friday night in Austin, Texas. She… Continue reading
The tarots cards.
The tarot cards. I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road outside of Sarajevo.I have been having a dream about a Gypsy woman. The dreams had brought me to the… Continue reading
The sea dancer.
The sea dancer. She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and beautiful… Continue reading
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 birthday… Continue reading
Dear Angela.
Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight. Angela. Her beauty had lessened with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading
The blue-eyed girl.
The blue-eyed girl. “When you got nothing to lose.Can’t fall too far my friends.”I told a group of Poets outside the Monterey bookstore. A blue-eyed girl with hair of auburn stood her ground.Told… Continue reading
A dance with death.
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman change my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading
Bad love and music by lovely Lindsey Stirling.
Bad love. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading
She told me. Love demand payment. And a wonderful Nick Cave and P.J Harvey song.
She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed tempting kiss and caress. She knew she had my attention. I watched her sun-kissed legs of… Continue reading