The New York city lights
The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey. I took… Continue reading
I can show you God
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading
When God laughs
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading
Poesy
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading
The Medicine wheel.
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading
Mercy
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading
Softly we shall go.
Softly we shall go. Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to… Continue reading
The dance of the Gypsies.
The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Love, song and dance, blood and the road.” The dance of the Gypsies. I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979.Watching dark eyes beautiful women dancing and singing on the… Continue reading
Mercy. We more kindness. Less anger.
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy. Young black man, 22-year-old.He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for many days.I watched him… Continue reading
Three poems for love.
Two short poems for love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m learning to write poems without being epic. 1- Savior.Sweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to… Continue reading
Sunday lovers.
Sundays lovers Me and you lost in cotton sheets. The sun sneaked into the room, and you bring your body closer. You whispered. It is Sunday morning, and we have no place to… Continue reading
Souvenirs.
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry “The odd things we hold special in old age.” Souvenirs. An old box filled with simple gifts.Shiny stones from the Big Sur.Seashells from the coast of Europe.Many photo… Continue reading
In the valley of the Devils and the Angels.
In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have played the sinner.Danced in the sweat and passion ofliar’s emotions. Made so many promises.I couldn’t keep. I told bloody lies to undress beautiful… Continue reading
The sheep and the wolf.
The sheep and the wolf. The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine,telling the passing people.“You can’t go back after the words are spokento cut down a sweet love.”The old man didn’t ask… Continue reading
Dreams, wishes and reality.
Dreams, wishes and reality. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Looking back in time. We realize we had a good life.” Dreams, wishes and reality. Best days in a life are simple and free.Good conversation… Continue reading
Love, dance and celebrate being alive.
The Pacific Love, Dance and celebrate being alive. She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan legs I desired to caress the moment I saw her walk… Continue reading