“I can show you God”
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on I can show you God The great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew… Continue reading
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on I can show you God The great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew… Continue reading
Jealous of the night Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray… 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
Miss Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Miss Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught… Continue reading
On paper, with good pen and good song. I remember silky voice, pale skin and the most beautiful face I ever seen. We prayed and we starved for love in the Spring… Continue reading
The circle dance I have danced often the circle dance at Native Americans Pow Wows. The circle dance had many meanings. “The leader called to the people, the Ojibwa children begin the circle… Continue reading
Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing, living and dying, loving and hating, lying and crying. Good days and the bad days, demanding or careless days. The Songs and the slow dance, we… Continue reading
Almost lovers—- Misty eyes girl, she loved the sea, she loved the whiskey, she was a shade of light, a shade of darkness. She knew the rhythm of every Leonard song. I… Continue reading
Windmills of your mind Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days. Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my… Continue reading
Leftover wine Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the… Continue reading