“Three fingers of Tequila One finger for the cancer, one finger for the poison they send pouring through your vein one finger for the preacher cause I don’t believe the Jesus that who… Continue reading
Silence and listen… Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind. Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading
Need mercy and good friends to survive this life.” The Quality of Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain’d.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice… Continue reading
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new born day.” … Continue reading
One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading
Sing, drink and dance till the end A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poem written when I was young and questions all things. I learn we are in-charge of our life. Best walk the good… Continue reading
Payment due my friend I sat daily by the Lake St. Clair lake, I watched the boats go by and I wrote and read. I drank coffee and I fell into Jack London,… Continue reading
Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.” Prayer for peace.. Guns and bombs… Continue reading
A simple prayer.. Please lord of life and death. We need the gentle caress of hope and kindness. My world had turn dark with violence and hate. Good people were took from us and… Continue reading
