Marcella… I found a twenty-five year old storage bag. Filled with old photos and old letters. I went through them, one by one. Each photo showed me a stranger, who lived and now… Continue reading →

(Downtown Basel, 1979) Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise person ensure they take the good road.                     Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the… Continue reading →

Father’s burden. 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 →

 Yesterday… I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ears now. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once… Continue reading →

I’m no-one and you are everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words                                I’m no-one and you are everything…. I bleed everyday for people who have no concern for me. I work and and… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Kim V. Poetry:
I create worlds, From my pain. Honeyed words, From my passion. Dark thoughts, To erase my demons. I write poetry, To find what I lost.

Originally posted on Kim V. Poetry:
My every fantasy, made real, by your fingertips. Warmth radiating from my core. The flames are too hot, But the pain of it is too cold. Is…

Two out of three ain’t bad…. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… Continue reading →

Originally posted on nickreeves:
I woke up and the room was dark. The room was dark and peaceful. I had been dreaming about someone from the past – a friend I hadn’t seen…

Amazing words and thought shared.