Beautiful Hope Winters song and poetry for Spring.
Beautiful song bird.. The days of Spring are here and the kind birds are singing their morning song. I meet the morning sun and I whisper to the sky. Thank you beautiful song… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Some beautiful Jessi Colter songs and some words.
Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his shoulder, a kind face,… Continue reading
Happy Mother’s day. Music.
Happy Mother’s day.. The greatest gift is love. A mother love is never forgotten. I was lucky to have two grandmothers who raised me. Ensure I knew. I was never alone and I… Continue reading
Happy Mother’s day. For my missed dear mother.
Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem. Our grandmother and our mother. The teacher of love. Mother did… Continue reading
I am coming home..
I am coming home.. I sat in the plane from Philly to Detroit.. Heading to a place I ran away from.1000 days ago, I wanted war, new places and better ending. The splendor… Continue reading
You are my Spring blessing..
Steve Hanks painting) You are my Spring blessing… Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the… Continue reading
Locked and loaded..
Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and the fighting and dying for something worthwhile. It was their strength and their weakness. A… Continue reading
The black roses..
Black roses.. Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a place of mystery. She asked me, what did you need soldier? I… Continue reading
Nature poetry..
Nature Poetry.. The mountain range,standing strong and beautiful.Art for the people who love the open and free spaces.The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings.Finding secret and unknown paths leading to… Continue reading
Heal, not kill. We are the teacher of the children.
My small books of thoughts.. What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness.Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and… Continue reading