Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran..
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war. … Continue reading
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A mother’s tear..
(My mother in 1961.) A mother tears… She was a beauty. My mother was 5 foot 8 inches in height. She was a slim young lady with dreams and hope. She didn’t listen… Continue reading
First day of Autumn…
First day of Autumn. 1- The warm days of Summer are holding on. The grandchildren want to swim in Lake St. Clair and to enjoy the warm days of Autumn. The leave are… Continue reading
The coastline…
(Johnnie dancing with the Pacific in 1992.) The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk… Continue reading
A Thomas Nashe poem and a poem.
The great Poet “Thomas Nashe” poetry and some of my words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we read a Poet or Writer from the past. We give them life again. A Litany in… Continue reading
Big Sur a-dreaming…
Big Sur a-dreaming… A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 2. A small path will lead you to paradise. A beach not safe for swimming.… Continue reading
Let it be…
Let it be… Old man sitting alone… Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea. He write… Continue reading
Shadows..
Shadows.. My sister told me. You have changed. She told me. You saw too much shit and your mind and eyes are cold.. I told her,.War isn’t personal.You do what you are told. Try… Continue reading
Cry a tear…
Cry a tear A Poem by Coyote Poetry My first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979. Cry a tear.. My heart still can bleed with pain and loss still.Tears can… Continue reading
Two poems. By a ancient poet and myself..
(A WW2 graveyard near Paris.) Two poems. By a ancient Poet and a live one. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I love the old Poets. Some died before they had the chance to do… Continue reading