Neon highway..
Neon highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blinded and accept less. Neon highway.. Beautiful woman sometime can get lost.Love become just another four letter words used to create emotion and… Continue reading
Neon highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blinded and accept less. Neon highway.. Beautiful woman sometime can get lost.Love become just another four letter words used to create emotion and… Continue reading
Measure and weight A Poem by Coyote Poetry What make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love we embrace and the forgiveness we must understand and accept. Measure and… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
Please don’t forget about me… 1- She asked him. Will you forget me and find someone sweeter? He looked at her and he knew. He loved his fancy lady. She had a soft… Continue reading
Easy on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading
We must slow down my darling… Drunkest poet, drunkest soldier in Austin, Texas. He wrote to a journal. “Nothing is lost, nothing is gain, we will back step, we will fall forward and… Continue reading
The hanging tree… In 1991, I needed nothing, I wanted nothing. I was seeking the good death. A pretty lady with the saddest eyes in Michigan, she asked me. What are seeking Johnnie?… Continue reading
Slip and fall.. I requested some kind words. I asked her to tell me. I love you. Please tell me, you will wait for me and please make these seconds, we have left.… Continue reading
Ancient floors.. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading