Happy Halloween
Happy Halloween and thank you. The leaves are changing. The ghosts, ghouls, monsters and witches are coming out. Fear the night, never walk alone. October nights rebirth the ghost seeking salvation or revenge.He,… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: October, 2020
Halloween Santa(A Halloween poem)
Halloween Santa A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words. Halloween Santa Grandpa told the boys. Stay away from the haunted farmhouse.… Continue reading
The Fall sweet honey..
The Fall sweet honey A Poem by Coyote Poetry The Fall sweet honey Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave… Continue reading
Little poems
Prettiest gal I ever known walked to the door, dead bolted the door tightly, and she whispered. Sometimes, you cannot run. ————————————————————————————-I didn’t know true love till she touched my feet. She was… Continue reading
Ode to Photography
Originally posted on Friendly Fairy Tales:
Time,present and past.Frozen moments,remembered and forgotten.Beauty,ordinary and extraordinary. Photographic powerreveals in light and dark what my mother looked like asa young girl,or my father ashe welcomed me…
The gray whale….
The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry Old poem with some editing. The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive.… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you look….
I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how you look.Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green?I don’t know if your hair was golden blond ormaybe strawberry red? I tried to describe… Continue reading
You have saved me…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none. You have saved me I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos.Suicide was their escape from… Continue reading
Russian roulette…
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.” Russian roulette Beautiful young woman dances… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring..
(I lost two brother’s to suicide 1987-1988. I learn to be kinder and hold silence when anger appear. I keep a wide open door for family today. Sometimes we learn too late to… Continue reading