Grandma’s hands and the great Bill Withers song.
Grandma’s hands. Dear Grandma told me often. Life is like soup. Too many cooks in the kitchen and the soup won’t be tasty. Allow the real cook to do her work. Grandpa told… Continue reading
Grandma’s hands. Dear Grandma told me often. Life is like soup. Too many cooks in the kitchen and the soup won’t be tasty. Allow the real cook to do her work. Grandpa told… Continue reading
Payment due.. The year 1991, late Winter. I finished my training at Fort Lee, Virginia. I received my orders, orders issued, sending me direct to Iraq. I took the long way home to… Continue reading
I had a immortal love once… I told the whiskey glass. The worst sin done, is something we wanted to do and we didn’t do. Most of us learn too late. Words can… Continue reading
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
Russian roulette… Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas,moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze.She held the attention of the men holding tightly to good whiskey… Continue reading
Forever young… Once I was fearless and brave. Love was life and life was love. I had a strong back and powerful legs. I was going to save my world. Once I wanted… Continue reading
Be kind to each other.. Sober men can’t write the truth, godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle. We are like… Continue reading
Sweet Peggy, please don’t cry… I found you again in 1992. My war had ended for awhile and you were fighting a lifetime war. You had gin, vodka and whiskey on your kitchen… Continue reading
A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon a paper A cradle hymn.. Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird. It don’t sing.Daddy… Continue reading
Our world, old world, new world.. Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets are empty, people are being kinder to each other. Time for us to lead with concern,… Continue reading