Killed and killed…
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote PoetryA true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. My father photo 1987. Killed and killed…. On Friday night my father drank his rum. He… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote PoetryA true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. My father photo 1987. Killed and killed…. On Friday night my father drank his rum. He… Continue reading
Sing and dance till the end A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poem written when I was young and questions all things. I learn we are in-charge of our life. Best walk the good road.… Continue reading
You get, what you deserve… We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading
J.D Salinger….My mentor dear J. D Salinger. I pray you found peace. Life taught you to seek loneliness. You saw the bloody war, opened up the death camps for the world to see.… Continue reading
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote PoetryWorld is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. The Gospel told by a common man Men with wife and… Continue reading
Last chance saloon…. I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her cigarette… Continue reading
A witness to life A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words A witness to life… (My friend Don and his baby girl in 2004. His last visit to my home.) I left the Army… Continue reading
Write on me…. The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover.I told the night stars. Thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and thelong darkness… Continue reading
The Coyote is dancing…. Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Hemingway last dance…. I returned Monterey in late May of 2018. I fell in love with her… Continue reading