You did not leave me my friend…
You did not leave me my friend. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them. Old man sat alone.Whiskey and gin is his friend tonight.The V.A hospital pain… Continue reading
You did not leave me my friend. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them. Old man sat alone.Whiskey and gin is his friend tonight.The V.A hospital pain… Continue reading
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The Angels don’ cry for me…… The kind… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman…. (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me.“You are damn healthy.You must take care of your… Continue reading
Did we give enough? /Did we bleed?…. The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough? /Did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind…. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
Forget me not… I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and… Continue reading
Can cry a tear… (Written when my heart was young.) My heart still can a tear. A tear of loneliness.A loneliness of losing you completely. I could of survive without your kiss. But… Continue reading
(My daughter and my friend daughter. He was killed in August 2004 in Iraq.) Dead ends A Poem by Coyote PoetryTime for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it… Continue reading
(My father in 1996. He died two months later.) Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger…. Is my… Continue reading
Never been to Spain… Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map. He touches the country Spain, and he told the clouds. I never been to Spain. I… Continue reading