Tag Archive: short-story

Love is a careless child..

Love is a careless child.. Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learn… Continue reading

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My Fabiola..

My Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same)  Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your… Continue reading

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Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor..

Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… ( April is poetry month. New Poem number nineteen.) I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so… Continue reading

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You are so beautiful..

You are so beautiful.. The paradox of life. We will know more sadness than happiness. Poor Lucy sat alone hugging her Black Velvet whiskey and cussing at her world. I went to her… Continue reading

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The storm..

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone.                                      The storm.. Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading

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The song of May..

The song of May.. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading

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Open the door my dear lover..

Open the door my dear lover…. I told the bartender at the Downtown Austin tavern, I was born sick. My mind twisted and wrong. I was born poor and now I have enough.… Continue reading

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Dust in the wind..

Dust in the wind.. Was the early Winter of 1992 and I landed In California. I left home to go to war in the Spring of 1991. I was tired and I wanted… Continue reading

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Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen..

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen… I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading

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Do you know me?

Do you know me? Pretty girl sat by the motel window. She is watching the ocean and the coming storm from the western sea. She is drinking coffee and waiting for a reason… Continue reading

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