Dark days of Texas- (Chapter 4-8)
Dark days of Texas- Wild buck Jalan- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan- part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone.… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas- Wild buck Jalan- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan- part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone.… Continue reading
(Will finish this one tonight) Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begun. Dark days of Texas Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground… Continue reading
Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading
Wild horses – Chapter three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Wild horses – chapter three Johnnie loved looking at Brigitte blue eyes when she spoke. She was a miracle. She… Continue reading
Wild horses- Chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter Wild horse- part two Johnnie ordered some more wine. He asked for some Ambrosia wine. The waitress smiled and she told… Continue reading
Wild horses, part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Wild horses, part one Brigitte drank some wine and she asked him. Great words, you have expressed. God have create everything… Continue reading
The wild roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The wild roses The old drunk Poet told me. Johnnie, wild roses are supported to be free and wild. Things, that are too… Continue reading
The Poet’s love — Hummingbird highway-Chapter 13 A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter The Poet’s love It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie… Continue reading
The Poet’s love (Belmopan and Mexican border) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Belmopan, Belize The Poet’s love -Belmopan and the Mexican border Dr. Rod was demanding and organized. She directed Lawrence… Continue reading
The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle At three a.m sharp. Rosa knocked… Continue reading