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
Dear Angela.
Dear Angela. Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady.Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with sin.Few of us are clean and the most of… Continue reading
Do for love and an amazing 2pac song.
Do for love. Pretty words, long dances into the midnight hours,tasty kisses and warm embrace are what you are to me. Once we believe in nothing and today.You and me.Believe in the magic… Continue reading
Fable love.
(I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest.) Fable love. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
Sometimes it snows in April. And an amazing Prince song.
Sometimes it snows in April. 1- Was a warm April day and she left him, feeling breathless. Her wild eyes and her thousand dreams, he adored. The fire in her voice, made him… Continue reading
Time is a cold-hearted thief. And a amazing Nick Cave song.
I do; dear I do. Once I knew the sea, once I knew the mountains and once I roamed deep into the forest. And once I knew the sweetness of true love. I… Continue reading
An New Orleans lullaby.
An New Orleans lullaby. I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
The hanging tree. And a wonderful Rachel Zegler song.
The hanging tree. In 1991, I needed nothing, I wanted nothing. I was seeking the good death. A pretty lady with the saddest eyes in Michigan, she asked me. What are seeking Johnnie?… Continue reading
The dog days of Winter.
Dog days of Winter isn’t so bad. Wife wanted a puppy. I told her we would discuss it. She told me. A small dog. Was a small dog. Now almost eighty pounds and… Continue reading
Pretty face, doesn’t mean pretty heart.
Pretty face doesn’t mean pretty heart. He told the sea; he told the Black Velvet he held tightly in his hands. Everything that is pretty, sometimes isn’t truly pretty. Can be just be… Continue reading
Dear Daniela.
Kiss me once, kiss me twice. We learn too late. We can’t have everything we wanted. The chronicle of life can be un-fair. And we learn, somethings cannot be forgiven. Just accepted. Once… Continue reading