My birthday poem. All my friends had settled down.
All my friends had settle down… A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading
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Blushing beauty stole my heart.
Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading
The haunting song.
The haunting song… The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us and we waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My chosen… Continue reading
I am no-one and you are my everything.
I’m no-one and you are my everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one and you are my everything…. Old wise men… Continue reading
What the value of words?
Words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do words have value? Words.. Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and… Continue reading
Choose the road you love.
Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it. (Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and … Continue reading
The willow trees.
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… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same.
Now nothing remains the same.. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
She used to love me a lot.
She used to love me a lot… I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want.
You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Lexi were singing the Rolling Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading