Please tell me, how you lived…
Please tell me, how you lived? The old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Traveling and rambling man..
Traveling and rambling man… Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking Long Islands ice teas and accepted his time and place. He knew, you decide your… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you? Dying,lying,needing,bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind place. Maybe?
A safe place, a kind face. Maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
Mercy, mercy me…
Mercy, mercy me.. We were Long Island ice teas and long talks,we were free-climbers of the free mountains and we loved dancing with the Pacific.You were the most beautiful woman, I ever seen.I… Continue reading
Windmills of your mind…
Windmills of your mind.. Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days. Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my mind,… Continue reading
La petite mort…
La petite mort.. She was a portrait of beauty.Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me?… Continue reading
You are my ocean…
You are my ocean… My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of her power… Continue reading
Broken man prayers…
Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely. … Continue reading
I am dancing with the Devil..
I am dancing with the Devil.. Once I played Russian Roulette with my life and I was stationed in Texas in 1994. I roamed Highway 35 for one year now and I adored… Continue reading