We become, who we suppose to be…
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I believe, life takes us where we suppose to be. … Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I believe, life takes us where we suppose to be. … Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick… Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
Fall, the falling leaves… Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading
(Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a botched new… Continue reading
The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some new words. I need a year in Monterey. I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming… Continue reading
Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading
First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars. … Continue reading
The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old places. The sparkles in your eyes… I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading
You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous once. Don’t… Continue reading