Daily Archive: April 3, 2024
One Tin Soldier.. April, new poetry month number three.
One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading
I do, dear I do… April new poem number two.
I do, dear I do. Once I knew the sea, once I knew the mountains and once I roamed deep into the forest. And once I knew the sweetness of true love. I… Continue reading
Love never befriended me. Poetry month number one.
I was alone in a Austin, Tavern and young man staring at his shot of whiskey and cold beer. I touched his shoulder and I introduced myself. The man turned to me with… Continue reading
A mother’s tears…
My good friends killed in Iraq in 2004 with my daughter and his two daughters. A mother‘s tears A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a life is lost in war. Someone is heart broken somewhere.”… Continue reading
Grandmother hope and wishes…
Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom.” … Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading
