The sweet Melody of love.
The sweet Melody of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Without love. What do we become? The sweet Melody of love.. We were lovers once. Your words upon a sheet of paper saved… Continue reading
The sweet Melody of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Without love. What do we become? The sweet Melody of love.. We were lovers once. Your words upon a sheet of paper saved… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
Did we love? Did we bleed? Oh, la, la, l, dear love, I sang to you, I sang for us.We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses.I loved you more than life and you… Continue reading
Just a song… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and she told him. Merci… Continue reading
The willow trees…. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you… Continue reading
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading
When the drinker prays… Once brave man, once soldiers, once business man and now a grandfather. He watched his world fall into madness and he pours three fingers of Gentleman Jack. Once he… 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
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading