Dear Florence.
I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of Florence stole my… Continue reading
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Mojo a-coming. Hanging with Jim Morrison.
Mojo a-coming… I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me, Johnnie… Continue reading
You get, what you deserve.
You get, what you deserve… We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading
Once upon a time.
Once upon a time. I returned to Akron in 1980. I was looking for a sweet memory In 1973 at my fifteen birthday party. The prettiest friend of my sister gave me a… Continue reading
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair.. 1- I told my lovely Detroit gal, I need kisses tonight. I am leaving tomorrow for a far away war. I need to remember my beautiful Detroit… Continue reading
She was a cruel one.
She was a cruel one. Love left me empty and alone. I had accepted the circumstances with ease. Jack Daniel and Black velvet kept me safe and in the shadows of the Austin… Continue reading
My great love.
My great loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry “True love is rare. Hold on tight. Doesn’t always last forever. “ My great love.. (Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.) My great love… Continue reading
Another time, another place.
Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
Dear Jennifer.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Just words. I found the poem in a 30-year-old journal. Had to re-written.: Dear Jennifer. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early Spring… Continue reading
Song of love.
Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today.” Song of love. Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of… Continue reading