The lucky or the crazy?
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be. The lucky or the crazy.. We danced by… Continue reading
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The English lady. My oh my..
My oh my.. Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Tattoos..
Tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading
Just meat…
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It… Continue reading
Black as the night.. Part three..
Black as the night.. Part three. I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart and I know more than most. You smell like like wildflowers in the early Spring and you… Continue reading
Run with the wind, dance with the sea..
Run with the wind, dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind, dance with the sea.. One year… Continue reading
The ballad of the pissed-off woman..
The ballad of the pissed-off lady… She was unbounded and a wounded pretty lady drinking alone. She loved the silence, she loved the whiskey and she loved the sea. She didn’t want to… Continue reading
Love is a cruel mistress..
Love is a cruel mistress… You called me on a Sunny Friday and you asked me. Please Johnnie, meet me in Austin, Texas at midnight. I am feeling lonely, I need to dance… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind.
I am jealous of the sea, I am jealous of the September wind… A beautiful California girl is dancing alone with the Pacific ocean and the the September windy night, tossing her long… Continue reading
Make me believe..
Pretty words…. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading