The angels don’t cry for me..
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The Angels don’ cry for me… The… Continue reading
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The Angels don’ cry for me… The… Continue reading
Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. I tried to pick her up and show her life was okay. I hope she… Continue reading
The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for Hemingway, Kosinski, Twain and Nevil Shute. They wrote about the truth. The word-man must leave the truth behind. Maybe someone… Continue reading
The sea and the chess game… Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila.The old man had few friends. People see a old man with no-place to go.They… Continue reading
Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expand and multiplies.… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old men wish…… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra… Continue reading