You and me. Hanging with lovely Taylor.
You and me? A long time ago. We had the same hope and dreams. We found each other again, drowning in old regret and good whiskey in the dark Texas taverns. You told… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Bible
Petite mort.
Petite mort. She was a portrait of beauty.Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me? I… Continue reading
Killer on the road.
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading
The simple rules of kindness.
The simple rules of kindness.A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place. The simple… Continue reading
Passing through.
Passing through…. A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading
If I had magic.
If I had magic. (A old poem. I wish we stop the madness. This is one earth and one people.) Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny,
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break. The threads of life.… Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness.
(My two brothers Chuck and Scott. Chuck committed suicide in 1988 and Scott in 1989.) Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important… Continue reading
Dead ends.
( My daughter and my daughter of my friend killed in Iraq in 2002. Daughter was two.) Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the… Continue reading
Sing and dance till the end.
Sing and dance till the end A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written when I was young and questions all things. I learn we are in-charge of our life. Best walk the good… Continue reading