Hanging with George Thorogood and a poem.
I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading
I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading
Mercy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Three lines poems. … Continue reading
The fingerprints I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall,… Continue reading
“It took more than a decade for researchers to identify nearly 3,000 children who died in Canada’s residential schools – compulsory boarding schools run by the government and religious authorities during the 19th… Continue reading
I was told… The prettiest and most dangerous lady, I was told she was, always writing down her words and she was waiting for me, her strong coffee sweet and creamy and I… Continue reading
We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
“Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it was… Continue reading
2500 miles away from you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We hope distance and separation can make sadness forgotten. It doesn’t. 2500 miles from you… On a Winter day in 1989. We said… Continue reading
Alone in the darkness A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people lose their way and can’t find real peace. “ Alone in the darkness… The chronicle of life are stages. We can act many… Continue reading
Flesh and bones… (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories. I… Continue reading