Three fingers of Johnnie Walker.
Three fingers of the Johnnie Walker… He went back to Aberdeenshire in the Fall of his life. He found a place to drink and to watch the sea. He wrote in his notebook.… Continue reading
Three fingers of the Johnnie Walker… He went back to Aberdeenshire in the Fall of his life. He found a place to drink and to watch the sea. He wrote in his notebook.… Continue reading
The Waltz of the Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice… Continue reading
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 34 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks me up and allow me to gain… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story. Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told… Continue reading
At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at… Continue reading
Wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t… Continue reading
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and… Continue reading
The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear? The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading
Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like. Fallen Angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war… Continue reading