The sins of our father’s.
(My father and my daughter. 1996.) Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s… Continue reading
(My father and my daughter. 1996.) Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s… 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
Waterfall “Hearts awry Wary ghostly grasp Weary lonely gasp Yet I can’t hold Enclasp” The night is silence, old heart awry in sombre songs, barren sea memories and smitten kisses remembered.… Continue reading
Ann Arbor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Ann Arbor The drunken poet drank his Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered… Continue reading
Mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter Life is simple my friends. There is consequences… Continue reading