We are just bones/ flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust..
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. We… 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. We… Continue reading
The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place. The simple rules..… Continue reading
( My two brothers Scott and Chuck. Scott committed suicide in 1987 and Chuck in 1988. I didn’t know they feared life.) (If you feel death is more important then life. Please call… Continue reading
I was a soldier once and I painted my face to the face of war. Now I attempt to forget the damn wars with the good drink, the kind women and the ancient… Continue reading
(My father at sixty-one in 1998. The only time, he saw my daughter. The war and boozed killed him a month later.) Father’s eyes and anger.. Is my Father’s eyes and anger.Are they… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. President dumb as rock, making the rich folks more wealthy and the children go without food. Children… Continue reading
Empty spaces A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem of question.” Empty spaces.. Once I was dancing,… Continue reading
Forgiveness The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I needhelp? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in life can’t be forgiven. He… Continue reading
The colors of our world… Black, white, brown and yellow. What is the different? I am so tire of the colors, tossed in my face. Isn’t a man, just a man, a woman,… Continue reading