The coming storm
The coming storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile.She was a rare desert flower… Continue reading
The coming storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile.She was a rare desert flower… Continue reading
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It… 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
I’m nothing without you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Without love near. What are we? I’m nothing without you We are standing on a dangerous edge. Our sweet love had turned cold. You… Continue reading
Dark Interludes “Home” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter. I hope you enjoy. Home Julie brought me into the small apartment. It was lightly furnished and had a small kitchen. It… Continue reading
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading
Shadows of war I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading
Father died in 1996 at 61 years old. The war could not leave him. Heal, my friend. Not kill. Father song was hard and sweet. He fought hard, loved hard and died too… Continue reading