Gaea’s grieve..
(I hope God is near. I hope God is listening and I hope God will pick me up.) Gaea’s grieve A Chapter by Coyote PoetryWe must protect the water, sky and the earth. The… Continue reading
(I hope God is near. I hope God is listening and I hope God will pick me up.) Gaea’s grieve A Chapter by Coyote PoetryWe must protect the water, sky and the earth. The… Continue reading
The fray… (Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a… Continue reading
(Two brothers who committed suicide before their twenties birthdays. One in 1988 and one in 1989.} “A sad one. If you feel death is more important then life. Please call me. Maybe I… Continue reading
Spare me your stories and sleazy words. (2 March 1986) I awoke alone. I reached out and brought a ghost of a lover back into my arms. In my sensuous and tranquil dreams.… Continue reading
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman change my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading
Don’t look at me with disappointment. A Poem by Coyote PoetryBe real, be fearless and be strong. Seek the things, you love. Don’t look at me with disappointment…. Don’t look at me.Don’t give… Continue reading
The serene stillness…. Busy life, work and no play Johnnie. He learn life is more than seeking money.In the serene stillness, he remember his daughter laughter, her love of butterflies. He remember the… Continue reading
Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe must set the example for the children. Lead with love, concern and kindness. When we teach our children love and hate in the same… Continue reading
Please tell me a story… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading
Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading