We are just flesh and bones..
We are just flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.” We are flesh and bones.. (Need a positive poem. Life is to be… Continue reading
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My Christmas prayer.. And a amazing song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Christmas poem” My Christmas prayer.. Christmas is coming.The bless day of Jesus birth.I pray all people can learn the lessons of Jesus.Forgiveness, love and charity. Christmas is… Continue reading
My misery and the whiskey..
My misery and the whiskey… I returned from the war in 1992 and I tried to find peace in the Long Island ice teas in the Belton Texas dance hall. I went early… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted?
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 Texas jazz. I do need.
The Texas Jazz. I do need. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need the Jazz bars, the jazzy people and the storytellers. Pretty women with darks hearts. Never lie. They don’t have to. I… Continue reading
Beautiful song and a poem. My sanctuary..
My sanctuary ——————————————————————– I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in… Continue reading
Hands of stone..
Hands of stone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for. We must make time for the family. Be kind… Continue reading
Beautiful music and a poem. May love be the last thing we shall know.
My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading
Cigarettes and sassy..
Cigarettes and sassy.. You were the most beautiful, the most dangerous lady, I knew. You were my angry lady, sassy and always seeking new thrills. I loved your dark side and I loved… Continue reading
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart..
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt.Her eyes were black as coal and her… Continue reading