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
The maiden of Summer
The maiden of Summer. Was a beautiful late June day and I walking in the early morning in the lake St. Clair. My bare feet enjoyed the coldness of the morning lake. The… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and our secrets.
Longing, belonging and our secrets. Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter.Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody fingerprints on a over-painted wall. I… Continue reading
Around and around, we shall go.
Around and around, we shall go. Around and around, we shall go. Never knowing where we will end up. Faces, places and situations dancing in our head. Can’t change the past. We can… Continue reading
Summer wine and a lovely Lana Del Rey song.
It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking… Continue reading
My grandfather house.
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
I didn’t know.
I didn’t know My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised me today only. We danced in a forbidden love hidden in the secret corner of… Continue reading
The good path.
The good path Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and wrong decisions. I have learned. A weightless life of burden and responsibilities is a worthless one. My… Continue reading
The raging water.
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body nearby.… Continue reading
A cradle hymn.
A cradle hymn. Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a hummingbird.If the bird. It doesn’t sing.Daddy going buy you a diamond ring. Poor little baby.Alone and scare.The child will be… Continue reading
On a thread of a word.
On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like a hurricane from hell.You twisted my world from a lonely existence to… Continue reading