Hell-bend highways A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome folks cannot be saved. My Brother is free….                       Always torn and never content.                       Being a regular Joe was not so easy for him.                       Whiskey and beer… Continue reading →

Purgatory Inn and no place to go….. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading →

Angels, sirens and muses A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Angels, muses and sirens… I was near death often in my life. I learn Death isn’t an enemy. We must be born and die,… Continue reading →

Originally posted on The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing :
They Claimed to Know Me they claimed to know me but, in my memory they were filed under the category of, ‘missed’…

My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry               My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea…. Beautiful California for us to behold and we entered into a love for the… Continue reading →

Father’s burdens. A Poem by Coyote PoetryMy father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden….           (My father  was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading →

I used to be….  A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What… Continue reading →

Originally posted on – MIKE STEEDEN –:
TOO LONG WE BOTH HAD WAITED the Garde du Nord was franticthe night I took the sleeper eastmy destination Budapestdreaming you might fly in from Nice…