The journey. “The Water, Sky and the Earth.”
The Water, Sky and the Earth chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my story about four people trying to find their way in a confusing world. Old Earth need… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my story about four people trying to find their way in a confusing world. Old Earth need… Continue reading
Trujillo — A story Trujillo My delusional mind and forsaken dreams seem so far away. I console myself with Honduras rum and roaming the discos and nightclubs. I’m fatigue from suffocating in… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fifteen. California A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Last chapter. Take two people to know real peace. Loneliness is a desperate time. California Lana was very content. The… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Chapter fourteen. Reno than California. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Almost done. Reno than California We arrived late at the Sister house. Sandy was very kind. She had… Continue reading
Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better. The broken roads leave me spiraling in the… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Chapter thirteen. “Reno” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Lana must decide her journey. Highway 80 west stories. Chapter thirteen. “Reno” I gave Lana a hundred dollars. She went… Continue reading
Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need? Everything If I lost everything. Would I become afraid? We live in a time.… Continue reading
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile. The sweetest things I have saw so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Part eleven. New friends A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A lucky traveler meet good people and is taught something by them. Highway 80 west stories. Chapter 11. New… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old friends face had come to me lately. His baby girl is getting marry. It is sad poem. War take the best from us. Wildflowers… Continue reading