Barefoot dreams…
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley,… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley,… Continue reading
A memory, a story. ———————————————————– Everything In the stillness of the night, you held me, so tightly. You were my… Continue reading
The Spring song I found her sitting alone by the lake and I sat with her. The first day of Spring brought a sunny day and I told her. My pretty, my sweetest… Continue reading
Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your… Continue reading
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness.… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
My Michigan dream “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here, I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe.… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my place in life, I decide… Continue reading
(Some poetry written over sixty years ago by a unknown poet. Please read and enjoy the words. ) I overlooked the orchid I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose.… Continue reading
(I found a sixty year poetry binder. Filled with poetry by a unknown writer in my Father’s office. I want to post some of the wonderful words by the secret poet from sixty… Continue reading