Old San Francisco..
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Travel
Angels dancing, too close to earth..
Angels dancing, too close to earth.. Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you. Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was sweeter… Continue reading
Sweet red wine…
It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking the… Continue reading
A wild bird..
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that, “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere..
The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading
I remember..
I remember… Old man drinking alone at the Irish Tavern and he had two drinks filled with whiskey and two cold beers. He held the whiskey and the seat next to him was… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry.. My home is Northern Michigan..
My home is Northern Michigan….. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. He was not young, he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading
My November song..
My November song I told the Spring sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
I want to see you again..
A Poem by Coyote Poetry ( Good days become sweet dreams with time.) I want to see you again.. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of fearless lovers.I wandered the beaches… Continue reading
The whiskey and the beer song.
The whiskey and the beer song. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to hide in the wrong things. The whiskey and the beer song.. A whiskey and a beer was the song we… Continue reading