Dark days of Texas-part two
Dark days of Texas-part two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A story. Dark days of Texas-part two — — Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon. Just people in the… Continue reading
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Dark days of Texas-chapter one
Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begin. Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begin. Dark days of… Continue reading
Just love- Soldier’s stories
Just love- Soldier’s stories A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Just love-Soldier’s story This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO(Non-commission officer) school. 8… Continue reading
The two guitar
The two guitars A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The two guitars A Poem by Coyote Poetry-Just words Two guitars I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed… Continue reading
The seasons of love-part two
The seasons of love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story. Chapter two- The seasons of love Sheena left me in early September. The last days were filled a combination of… Continue reading
The seasons of love
The seasons of love (The first chapter) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Old memories. The seasons of love Late August 1978. My Scotland Beauty and I were enjoying our last days and nights… Continue reading
“Coffee shop conversation”
Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games. Coffee… Continue reading
“Old soldier”
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading
“The gray whale”
The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive. The gray whale (For leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of… Continue reading
Rewriting old tale-Natures grieve
Nature grieve A Story by Coyote Poetry Myth and tale. I hope? Nature’s grieve She sat alone on top of Himalayas mountains. She knew the ending was coming for mankind. Her flowing long strawberry… Continue reading