Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas women (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me.You are damn healthy.You must take care of your self.… Continue reading
(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole. I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading