In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have played the sinner.Danced in the sweat and passion ofliar’s emotions. Made so many promises.I couldn’t keep. I told bloody lies to undress beautiful… Continue reading
The Pacific Love, Dance and celebrate being alive. She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan legs I desired to caress the moment I saw her walk… Continue reading
Those were the days, my friend A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face, and she saw me looking at her. She waited for a few seconds. She… Continue reading
Gaea’s grieve A Chapter by Coyote PoetryWe must protect the water, sky and the earth. The children of Gaea. Gaea’s grieve…. (Chapter one)(I wrote for my baby girl in 1996) She sat alone on… Continue reading
If we make it through December. Pretty Jenny was long legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step, and I love having her body nearby. She was an Austin… Continue reading
Dark Eyes Angel who losts her wing. (I was still roaming the country. The days when time wasn’t a concern. May 1994. Writing and reading poetry brought me the confused and lost woman.… Continue reading
Worn and torn love.Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young woman.I try to pick her up and show her life was okay.I hope she found peace?) She never… Continue reading
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
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. (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
