Good song and a poem. Kiss away my ghosts..
Kiss away my ghosts.. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He write sleeping man poetry and he drink the “Quiet man” whiskey. He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading
Kiss away my ghosts.. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He write sleeping man poetry and he drink the “Quiet man” whiskey. He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading
A one way street, baby (I loved love. Love didn’t love me.) Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you…. I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading
Missing pieces. Part two A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we can find the missing pieces. It can close doors that are needed to be shut and understood. Missing pieces. Part two. The Korean… Continue reading
The whore bath A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must listen, think and make wise decisions. More liars than kind people running our world. The whore bath…. Large shining teeth, an large man with loud… Continue reading
I am here… Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder,… Continue reading
Delia A Poem by Coyote Poetrylove can be sweet.. Love can damn us (The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest….. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud German… Continue reading
Bad to the bone…. (Written in 1989 rewritten today) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep. I can’t see the light.Darkness took my… Continue reading
Nothing else matters Once love strong, now love that fell asleep. You were the prettiest red-hair girl I knew and I remember you told me in the Winter of 1991 when… Continue reading