The illusion, A Ojibwa prayer
THE ILLUSION, A Ojibwa prayer I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books… Continue reading
THE ILLUSION, A Ojibwa prayer I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books… Continue reading
My sea love Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. “I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading
(Angel dancing, too close to the earth. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Beautiful song.) Angels dancing, too close to earth Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the… Continue reading
Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me. “Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Life is like spin the bottle playing with your sister. All you get is… Continue reading
Scottish kisses It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading
Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor, barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin, her wild eyes searched for what she… Continue reading
Maybe yes, maybe no? I been hiding in the highway 35 taverns for three months. Started drinking early and writing, the happy hours blues poetry. Once I was the great… Continue reading
(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter) The Island- part four I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading
Black heart In 1994, old soldier was trying to drink himself to death. He had given everything he owned away and left everyone he loved. Behind. He loved the crimson light,… Continue reading