I was Doc Holliday, and you were my Mary Katherine.
I was Doc Holiday, and you were my Mary Katherine. “Doc Holliday prayer…I pray I die with a gun in my hand; I pray I die with a pretty Texas dancing gal holding me… Continue reading
I was Doc Holiday, and you were my Mary Katherine. “Doc Holliday prayer…I pray I die with a gun in my hand; I pray I die with a pretty Texas dancing gal holding me… Continue reading
Please hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and… Continue reading
Scottish kisses. It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the German taverns.… Continue reading
Don’t explain dear lover… He waited for a miracle, and he wrote upon a blank sheet of paper. “I found a miracle; I have found you again. I told you yesterday. I want… Continue reading
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found…. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
Black as the night.. I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart, and I know more than most. You smell like wildflowers in the early Spring, and you talk so sweet.… Continue reading
The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979.Watching dark eyes… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee my dearest. He made two cups of coffee with a pinch of sugar and light cream. He watched dear Susi working in her garden and he adored her.… Continue reading
Miss you, need you… I am drinking alone dear beautiful Michele. Somehow, I forgot where Texas was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a… Continue reading
The dream surfer. In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, the yearning heart seek… Continue reading