In Monterey
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea. In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea. In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1978. I’m at a German Guesthaus. Drinking with a Russian soldier, A German Soldier and me. … Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading
Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. Ojibwa… Continue reading
Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to. Relish… Continue reading
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
The value of memories I was asked by a desperate man. “Why do I live? If I wasn’t born. Would it matter?” I told him the story I… Continue reading
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this… Continue reading
(True beauty is the things we do and reflex. If we hold hope and dreams. Sing songs of love and kindness. We can know real peace and give hope… Continue reading