Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left? Today banning books and out-right racism by leaders in Georgia, Texas and Tennessee. And allowed. Mistreating… Continue reading
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways.) Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman change my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading
Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem. Our grandmother and our mother. The teacher of love. Mother did… Continue reading
Arousing illusion.. Old man told the kid sitting with him at the bar.The senses. Taste, smell, sight, touch and hearing.Make us live and die in them.Make us want things we cannot have… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey,… Continue reading