Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near.
Good whiskey, a old truck and pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. I was… Continue reading
Good whiskey, a old truck and pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. I was… Continue reading
The damn road A Poem by Coyote Poetry The road can tempt a man to escape even in the heat of paradise. The damn road It was a cold winter day in… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family. Silence is better… Continue reading
Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever. Little boy blue Little boy blue lost in… Continue reading
(Last day with my father.) He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things. Father’s… Continue reading
The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In January 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. T The Coastline.. I fell in love… Continue reading
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem from 1978. Youth allow the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone. Thinking… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and… Continue reading
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be alive my friend (Can you… Continue reading