The gale of Winter. And a beautiful Beth Hart song.
The gales of Winter. Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleeps. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
A one-way street. And a lovely Elle King song.
A one way street, baby (I loved love. Love didn’t love me.) Pretty lady called me lover; she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear… Continue reading
Lestat’s cafe in San Diego. A meeting.
Lestat’s coffee shop conversation. Was a quiet San Diego night. I read my poetry at a poetry reading next to the Lestat’s coffee shop. I read an old poem. ” Bitter branches. Old… Continue reading
Damn the ancient Gods.
Damn the ancient Gods. Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.She looked at me and told me. Damn the gods who hate love, they tried… Continue reading
Tender loving care.
Tender loving care. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading
Show me the way to love.
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way to… Continue reading
Please stay with me.
Please stay with me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me. I… Continue reading
I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second.
I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second. (If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a memory and… Continue reading
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair. And one of the great songs.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a faraway war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit girl… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee and a glass of Black Velvet whiskey too.
One more cup of coffee and a glass of the Black Velvet whiskey too… I loved the Belton, Texas dance halls. The good music, the Texas two-step and the women seeking more than… Continue reading