The chess game…
The chess game… I drove to Austin, Texas today. I like to get to Austin early. Find some good parking and roam the city. The old city had everything. Good bars, pretty woman… Continue reading
The chess game… I drove to Austin, Texas today. I like to get to Austin early. Find some good parking and roam the city. The old city had everything. Good bars, pretty woman… Continue reading
The poet wisp… The pretty Texas gal asked me. You are here every Friday and Saturday morning by the Austin River sitting alone. Reading your books and writing into your journal. You read… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman…. (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… Continue reading
We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading
A wisp of a thought.. Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my… 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 near. She was a Austin… Continue reading
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman change my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading
The gin and juice lullaby…. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin.You were fire and I was water.My greed was to steal everything I could. We… Continue reading