“She was a diamond”
She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a Diamond 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasted… Continue reading
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Don’t forget-part two-The sacred land
A big storm is a-coming. Old leadership is gone and new leader is in. Please don’t forget. Without water, trees and clean earth. Man will perish. We need kind Earth more than she… Continue reading
This is the United States of America
God bless our “Freedom”. Strength in unity and millions standing as one.On 21 January 2017. People stood as one. Millions in many places stood their ground and showed the world and our leaders.… Continue reading
“Trees”
Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that… Continue reading
“Midnight rendezvous”
Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
“Beautiful Brigitte.
Beautiful Brigitte A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 37 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who… Continue reading
“Song of the dead and the song of the living?
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
“Purgatory and no place to go”
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keeps them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early and… Continue reading
“A woman palms”
A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn-I don’t need you
I don’t need you A Poem by Coyote Poetry words do have great power and strength. I don’t need you At the Purgatory Inn. Old men wisdom mean little. Dead men wisdom is… Continue reading