I understand why we protect the wildflowers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers … I sit… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
Neon highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blinded and accept less. Neon highway… Beautiful woman sometime can get lost.Love become just another four letter words used to create emotion and… Continue reading
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go… I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading
It is cut and dried… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same. It is cut and dried… Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke… Continue reading
I wish I was the morning sun… I wish I was the morning sun, be able to sun-kiss your skin. I wish I was the Summer rain, be able to caress your face,… Continue reading
Jenny wrote… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can be magic, can be visions of beauty and can make us dream. Katie wrote.. Painted words are what the writer understand. Wisp and grasps… Continue reading