The missing pieces. Part one.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
The last man standing A Poem by Coyote PoetryNot a happy story. A story to create logic and questions my friend. The last person standing… Last person standing…. (Will the last man… Continue reading
The sheep and the wolf A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to play the hunter. Hard to be the innocence sheep. But for a moment. … Continue reading
Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature. Dead ends Brothers told… Continue reading
(War is a sin my friend. John Denver.) The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel. I believe some deeds in life can’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie. She stood in… Continue reading
Without a whisper. We should of begs for mercy for the innocent. Careless men talk of dead men and woman. Like a inventory of old car parts. Only lost 10 soldiers. A good month… Continue reading
Never again. Sweet words that lasted but a few moment in time. Patriot missile. Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) Is this the end my friend? A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m… Continue reading