If I knew…
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew… If I knew. I would of … Continue reading
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew… If I knew. I would of … Continue reading
Two out of three, ain’t bad… I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… Continue reading
The Violence Sea … Anger eruptThe blind open their eyes. Men on high horses.Tells us more stories to blind us. Entangled and enraged we try to see.We can’t see above the bullshit. Rich men in big houses.Tell us… Continue reading
Father’s eyes and anger.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes. Father’s eyes and anger.. 7 April 2009 (Part one. Wiser… Continue reading
A solace and a blessing…. . The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death and dreams were shattered… Continue reading
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years, 1991-1993. No better place to be. The lucky or the crazy… We danced… Continue reading
Comes hell or high water… Upstream… You were never easy, you were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made.You were my sun and I was the… Continue reading