The sins of our father
( My father and daughter in 1997. He died three months later.) A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger.. Is… Continue reading
Daily Archive: November 28, 2023
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Killed and killed..
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed… On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and wake… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York city.
My last stand will be in New York City.. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
Fragile love…
Fragile love.. You have been lingering upon my thoughts.You have made promises we cannot keep. Sweet words, kind words made me wish for faraway places that I can’t arrive at. Fragile love is… Continue reading
On the thread of a word..
On the thread of a word.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWords, do have great meaning. Ensure the last words we speak to another. Were kind. On the thread of a word (Freedom is… Continue reading
A letter to dear Julie…
A letter.. Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even a renegade spirit can be broken.I tried to hide… Continue reading