Soldier boy.
Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) (The Soldier who refuse to kill was released. He is a hero to me. You must stand for something. He did. ) Soldier boy. A father told me.His… Continue reading
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Worn and torn love.
Worn and torn love.Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young woman.I try to pick her up and show her life was okay.I hope she found peace?) She never… Continue reading
Tattoos.
Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled and I told her. I have four tattoos and each having… Continue reading
Katie wrote to me.
Katie wrote to me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote to me.. Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understands and hold tightly to. The… Continue reading
Dead poets.
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
If it be your will.
If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You don’t find love. Love finds you.” If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair… Continue reading
Maybe yes, maybe no.
Maybe yes, maybe no? I been hiding in the highway 35 taverns for three months. Started drinking early and writing, the happy hours blues poetry. Once I was the great dreamer, wanting everything… Continue reading
The storm.
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we want what we shouldn’t have.” The storm. She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to refrain… Continue reading
She was a dancer..
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want.
You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song.” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need.” Me and Suzanna… Continue reading