Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the paper…… Continue reading
Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God. Stone to flesh.. They say… Continue reading
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Forgive me.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I don’t believe forgiveness can be given. Time is the healer. Written in 1978. Forgive me.. Please forgive me for what I did to you. I’m sorry… Continue reading
The blue eyed girl… “When you got nothing to lose.Can’t fall too far my friends.”I told a group of Poets outside the Monterey book store. A blue eyed girl with hair of auburn… Continue reading
Dark Days of Texas. The long ride, a long time to talk.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter nine and ten. Hot desert, slow journey, time to listen and learn. Dark days of Texas.… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Sometimes in the darkness. We can find light. Dark days of Texas .” Sweet Cheryl lee” (Chapter seven and eight) Eric hated the Summer in… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas- Killers are made.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Who teaches the soldier to kill. The government does. Dark days of Texas- Killers are made. Chapter five and six by Coyote Poetry… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas. Berserker Kurt A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Third and fourth chapter of Dark days of Texas. Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt… Berserker Kurt walked in silence and slowly toward… Continue reading