Traveling and rambling man…
Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking Long Islands ice tea and accepted his time and place. He knew. You decide your beginning and ending. Life… Continue reading
I am no-one. You are everything.
When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.” I’m no-one. You are everything.. Old wise men know. The farewells are dreaded and the hellos are always sweet.I remember… Continue reading
We must be saved and we must save someone.
You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none.” You have saved me.. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos.Suicide was… Continue reading
Bittersweet goodbye..
Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.” Bittersweet goodbye.. “I walk up to her house.I celebrated one year with this young woman.In the comfort of… Continue reading
Three short poems for love..
Three short poems about love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Three short poems about love.. 1- Open the window.. Open the shades wide.Light the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be… Continue reading
Og Mandigo wisdom and a poem. The value of a good life..
The value of a good life.. 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 learn from a… Continue reading
Rebirth..
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth… Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at his table.If… Continue reading
We were just men and women..
We were just Men and Woman… 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
Ribbons and bows..
Ribbons and bows. Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural order of life.Working till one day I was truly alone. Ribbons and bows in a beautiful girl… Continue reading
Blind fury..
Blind fury A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. How many more will die for the greed of war? Who will learn new tears that won’t ever end?” Blind fury.. Is… Continue reading