Spin the bottle..
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.” Spin the bottle.. Old man sat alone.Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn if you don’t. Life is… Continue reading
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.” Spin the bottle.. Old man sat alone.Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn if you don’t. Life is… Continue reading
The Bacchus prayer She whispered, come hither, come near. The setting moon is watching us learn the Bacchus prayer. “Chainless souls, love the maddest nights. Those who drink and they know… Continue reading
Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time. She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the… Continue reading
Vinegar and sweet wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how life can get twisted. For the bad and the good. … Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines… 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… Continue reading