Letters in my pocket..
Letters in my pocket.. I was a soldier for 15 year and I made friends with the people swimming in chaos. I befriended bartenders, drunks, strippers and kind women. My favorite women were… Continue reading
Letters in my pocket.. I was a soldier for 15 year and I made friends with the people swimming in chaos. I befriended bartenders, drunks, strippers and kind women. My favorite women were… Continue reading
Kind people, good song and laughter.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-nine.) I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more… Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor.Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin.Her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
My wild Texas rose.. Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading
The Texas two-step.. She was a tall, long legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile.Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattlewaiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading
Give and take A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a two-way street. Must give to receive. Give and take… Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.I asked her.… Continue reading
A Texas gal whispered to me. Bang, bang… (April is poetry month. New poetry number eighteen.) It was a Austin Friday night and we were two shadows seeking some comfort. She told me.… Continue reading
The Texas two-step.. 1- A pretty gal asked me to dance in Belton, Texas. I asked her. Are you a college gal? She smiled and she told me. I am thirteen and I… Continue reading