You can’t always get what you want.
You can’t always get what you want. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t… Continue reading
Forget me not A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Forget me not I dreamed of you. I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice,… Continue reading
Who is worthwhile and who is not? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. ———————————– Who is worthwhile and who is not? “Assisted suicide,Oregon is one of five states, along with New Mexico,… Continue reading
Everybody hurts I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold… Continue reading
We will accept less and forget who we were. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just word We will accept less and forget who we were Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken… Continue reading
I called your name Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day. We… Continue reading
The Poet’s love- The cancer A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. The Poet’s love Leo watched Paloma and Johnnie leave. Johnnie face had aged. The last time he saw him.… Continue reading
Just might A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are… Continue reading