I do, dear I do… April new poem number two.
I do, dear I do. Once I knew the sea, once I knew the mountains and once I roamed deep into the forest. And once I knew the sweetness of true love. I… Continue reading
Love never befriended me. Poetry month number one.
I was alone in a Austin, Tavern and young man staring at his shot of whiskey and cold beer. I touched his shoulder and I introduced myself. The man turned to me with… Continue reading
A mother’s tears…
My good friends killed in Iraq in 2004 with my daughter and his two daughters. A mother‘s tears A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a life is lost in war. Someone is heart broken somewhere.”… Continue reading
Grandmother hope and wishes…
Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom.” … Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading
Do you regrets, things left undone?
Do you regret, things left undone?… My mama song was easy. She wanted her cigarettes, her cold beer and she loved her dogs. She didn’t want so much and I asked the night.… Continue reading