Was life, everything you wanted.
Was life, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Was life, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
A twisted lullaby, maybe? Was the first of June and Johnnie and Lucy wanted a adventure. Johnnie told his dear Lucy; I have loved you yesterday and today I love you more. She… Continue reading
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
Waiting for a miracle. I remember you, I remember us. You were my wild and untamed lady, and I was running to you, and I was running away from you in the same… Continue reading
THE ILLUSION I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books and my laptop.… Continue reading
The ancient warrior.A Poem by Coyote Poetry(Our blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace.) The ancient warrior. I drove to the forest,away from the city.I… Continue reading
The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading
1- Tomfoolery Yesterday man is swimming in memories of missed friends. Most men, do not know. Every action demand some sort of payment. I wanted war, I wanted to travel and I wanted… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading
Could you? Could we? Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and I held her hand. We walked the circle at Lake St. Clair and she asked me. Could you, could we? Outrun the… Continue reading