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
Monthly Archive: September, 2022
Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm..
Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm… The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading
“be thankful that we’re living in peace”
Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/302257365_467547661918925_2709583978096215938_n.jpg (source: Thái Hạo’s social media page) Thái Hạo, the poet and journalist currently living in Vietnam. Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger,…
Ghosts and shadows…
Ghosts and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one. Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading
Help Share the Diminishing Return “Afterword” for World Suicide Prevention Day
Please listen and read the talented writer. Joseph D. Newcomer Please help me share this part of my book on social media and reblog on WordPress for anyone who may need it: I… Continue reading
Grandson asked.
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson asked- Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for the… Continue reading
Blindfolded and weighless..
Blindfolded and weightless.. I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky… Continue reading
Imagine..
Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to wander and imagine a better place to be Imagine… “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe” Tadeusz Rozewics… Continue reading
Fable love…
Fable love I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading