Texas bars and Texas woman
Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me. “You are damn… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me. “You are damn… Continue reading
Remember the War.
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading
Sweat, blood and tears. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Karma is a fair judge. You will pay in double for sins done without concern for another. Sweat, blood and tears. Inflected and… Continue reading
A solace and a blessing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life. A solace and a blessing. The good cognac… Continue reading
Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children. … Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and… Continue reading
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death.(If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York city. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two brother died by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace. … Continue reading