Existence of love..
Grandparent, family. Existence of love… Ice cream with a cherry.A safe warm house.A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and words.Missed in my old age.Dear Grandmother told me before I left for… Continue reading
Grandparent, family. Existence of love… Ice cream with a cherry.A safe warm house.A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and words.Missed in my old age.Dear Grandmother told me before I left for… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.” I lift my eyes.. Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
I used to be.. A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I’m who I’m.What matter… Continue reading
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.” Show me the way to… Continue reading
The sea and the memories.. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our… Continue reading
Old memories become sweet dreams in old age… Who can limit love? She wanted to be the Joan of Arc in the mystery of love.I told her. Love is like the early morning… Continue reading
My Brother is free Always torn and never content. Being a regular Joe was not so easy for him. Whiskey and beer dreams. Paradise blinded by dreams seenat the bottom of a empty… Continue reading
Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) My time in the Middle East. Killer on the road.. A Iraqi man sipping his coffee.He watched the military trucks drive by. He looked to the sky and… Continue reading
Broken bones and unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy.” Broken bones and unkempt promises.. Fools’ dances in wishes and dreamers believe love… Continue reading
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?” Men, whiskey and dreams of peace… Wishing, hoping and dreaming.… Continue reading