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
Once we had the Elvis songs. Hello girl, its Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening to… Continue reading
As Long As The Grass Shall Grow… He told the prettiest girl in his world, thank you for staying with me. I have been following you since the Summer of 1976 and you… Continue reading
I could not ask for more. I told my grandchildren, choose the road you love, dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago, I had enough and I told the rising sun.… Continue reading
Little sin. Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin in a life filled with work and… Continue reading
My Ambrosia. Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I… Continue reading
I am not blue no-more. “Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to die. It not fine to dance and sing when the bells of death do ring— Unknown writer” “Fair is… Continue reading
Can you catch a falling leaf? The days of October are here, and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday. Time… Continue reading
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. Ernest Hemingway Reading and writing, like everything else, improve with practice. And, of course, if there are… Continue reading
1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. Time… Continue reading
Spring is here finally. Hot Diggity dog, I like Spring and I like mud. Hello my friends. I hope all is going well and you are enjoying the days of Spring. John