A one-way street. And a lovely Elle King song.
A one way street, baby (I loved love. Love didn’t love me.) Pretty lady called me lover; she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear… Continue reading
Tag Archive: faith
Damn the ancient Gods.
Damn the ancient Gods. Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.She looked at me and told me. Damn the gods who hate love, they tried… Continue reading
I hate you, War.
I hate you, War Dear grandchild. I’m so sorry. I left you just blood and hate. My father left me Vietnam, and I left you in a world swimming in red blood of… Continue reading
Scars, we do have.
Scars, we do have. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading
The word man.
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading
Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind.
Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns and hate will close… Continue reading
Peace, maybe a prayer. An old prayer.
Peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1980. Hope for peace had a chance then. What happen to the dream? Peace. (An old poem written when age was my advantage.)I went to… Continue reading
My father’s war.
My father’s war… A Poem by Coyote Poetry queerest 1 a : differing in some way from what is usual or normal : odd, strange, weird “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself,… Continue reading
The darkest days.
The darkest days (Johnnie returned to Big Sur, older and grayer.) Winter of 1992 is holding on and I’m hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big… Continue reading
When the drinker prays.
When the drinker prays. Once brave man, once soldiers, once business man and now a grandfather. He watched his world fall into madness and he pours three fingers of Gentleman Jack. Once he… Continue reading