‘Drink of me dear lover’

Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story. Drink of me my dear lover   I loved the Austin Texas nights, alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading →

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‘A dance with death’

                A dance with Death.   (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to… Continue reading →

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‘Toxic’

Toxic   Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men know to run when the siren called. Foolish men fall to the landscape… Continue reading →

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‘She crazy’

My father. He  loved the rum and the gin,  he loved the women too. He was a rolling stone who wanted the long highway and the new places. Home, was the place where… Continue reading →

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Dark days of Texas- (Chapter 4-8)

Dark days of Texas-  Wild buck Jalan- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan-  part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone.… Continue reading →

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‘Leather and lace’

  Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played the monster, the demon and the abuser. I was left… Continue reading →

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C’est la Mort

C’est la Mort A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Cest la Mort Tonight two shadows are dancing in Belton, Texas at a dance hall.  Old soldiers dancing with a pretty Texas girl… Continue reading →

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‘Boundless sea’

Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words.                             Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed… Continue reading →

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‘Just dance’

Just dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Source:treehugger52(Thank you Tumblr) 505 notes Just dance Hold me closer, hold me sweet. Allow my face to fall into your  hair and the essence… Continue reading →

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The sinner’s prayer

  The sinner’s prayer I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and… Continue reading →

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