Unwashed memories…
Unwashed memories.. At the Purgatory Inn in Austin, Texas. No-one seek to save you, no-one is seeking salvation. Just leftover people finding peace in the whiskey and the sad country songs. Pretty Sally,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Texas
A whiskey and a glass of water..
A whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted more and… Continue reading
Sing, drink and dance till the end..
Sing, drink and dance till the end A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poem written when I was young and questions all things. I learn we are in-charge of our life. Best walk the good… Continue reading
The Texas two-step..
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
Texas rose…
Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing to… Continue reading
Haunt me…
Haunt me… I found her again at the hard metal club in Austin and she was dressed in her black skirt and her favorite black blouse. I stay at a distance and I… Continue reading
Just dance…
Just dance… Hold me close, hold me sweet.Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence of perfume.Allow the intimacy of the dance to make us find forbidden and wild place.… Continue reading
A New Orleans lullaby…
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
My Texas rose…
My Texas rose… The sweetest gal in Texas told me. Please give me your address and I will write you when you are gone. I told her, she was a treasure, a blessing… Continue reading
Open the door dear lover. Texas poetry.
Open the door my dear lover… I told the bartender at the Downtown Austin tavern, I was born sick. My mind twisted and wrong. I was born poor and now I have enough.… Continue reading