The walls and the damn mirrors…
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors My father told me… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors My father told me… Continue reading
I want a wild gal… She wore her Sunday best and the smile of a angel. I told her, all we have is a Winter day and 10 inches of snow. She asked… Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote PoetryYouth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine (Written in 1981) It was early fall. The sweet… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas women (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) Adult content!!! The Army Doctor told me.“You are damn healthy,you must take care… Continue reading