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
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 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 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 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 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 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
Behold a beautiful rose. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time. A… Continue reading
The night is young and the night is long, my dearest love. I saw you perfect in the day, and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning.You are my fire… Continue reading
Almost home. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading
1-Break me. Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading
Ancient Poet wrote. You can be killed off with kisses and loving eyes can turn cold and dark. Pretty Beth told me. Take me, make me and make me feel alive. Make my… Continue reading
Folly. Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending. Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. we can ascend and we can fall, Echoes of today… Continue reading
Love letters never send. Old man wrote a letter. He wrote “My dear love.” What we don’t do. These are the memories that will break our heart forever. You and I. Maybe loco… Continue reading
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) 1- Please don’t talk no-more. Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading
1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading