The coyote song, lest we forget…
Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading
Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Are we running to something? Or running away? Two steps from hell- part two.. __The walls Damn the prison we create, damn the… Continue reading
Two steps from hell… In a dark Gypsy carnival years ago. A beauty Gypsy woman told me once. You are two steps from hell. Hell is easy, seeking peace is the impossible task.… Continue reading
A mother’s tears… There is nothing as beautiful as a mother and a child. I watched a mother holding and singing to her baby. “I love you my baby. No-one will hurt you. Mama… Continue reading
The Gypsy dance… Late at night on the Monterey bay.If you listen well.Can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies.They gather in the Winter to celebrate life and death at the… Continue reading