The day is gone, and the dark nights are here.
The day is gone and the dark nights are here.. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lost more than I gained. Once , after a war, I returned home… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Family
One more cup of coffee and a tall glass of Black Velvet whiskey too.
One more cup of coffee and a tall glass of the Black Velvet too… I loved the Belton, Texas dance halls. The good music, the Texas two-step and the women seeking more than… Continue reading
Seconds in time.
Seconds in time… I learn in a bloody crazy life. Seconds become so important. I went to war in 1991. I called my Grandfather Reyes… Continue reading
Cocoa Beach.
Cocoa beach. I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” I heard in… Continue reading
We need more love words.
We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading
The untold story.
The untold story.. I have worn a necklace of pig skin rope and white crystal for 35 years. My most prize thing I keep now, upon my neck. Once a celestial beauty, we… Continue reading
Monkey’s paw. Everything we want, shall cost something.
Monkey’s paw.. A Story by Coyote Poetry Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost something. … Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea.
The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a Monterey, Ca. friend. The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading
Souvenirs of the heart.
Souvenirs. An old box filled with simple gifts.Shiny stones from the Big Sur.Seashells from the coast of Europe.Many photo books from the past. Last book my father read.Old silver dollars father’s collected.Father’s silver… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song.
The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw your face and I needed to talk to you one more time… Continue reading