No cure for love.
No cure for Love. (Sometime looking back in time. Bring back the bad times. As time pass. The bad times seem not so bad.) In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I… Continue reading
No cure for Love. (Sometime looking back in time. Bring back the bad times. As time pass. The bad times seem not so bad.) In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I… Continue reading
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. Sometime hard to separate real life from fiction. A dance with Death. (If you… 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… Continue reading