My father’s song..
My father’s song (My father passed Jack Isaacs on 29 January 2022. Was 93 years old and he was tough as nails.) Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life isn’t… Continue reading
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Will I find you tonight?
Will I find you tonight? A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing… Continue reading
What will be left?
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. Old poetry and the world is the same.” What will be left? I took… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes..
Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
Election is coming. Wednesday Unity songs. VOTE.
One people and one USA. We must stand for the right things. Respect the teachers, respect the soldiers and we must ensure no child is going hungry in our world. Quit the hate… Continue reading
I need you, I don’t need you..
I need you, I don’t need you —– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t… Perfect beautiful girl came… Continue reading
Confession of a sinner..
Confession of a sinner… I’m sitting with my friend at the Stray Cat Inn. The old Marine told me. Brave men seeking war, just fool’s seeking and learning the taste of blood. After… Continue reading
Tempting fate..
Tempting fate… I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my face. I am walking away from place of love turn black. I left a lady crying and alone. Our sweet… Continue reading
Katie wrote to me..
Katie wrote to me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote to me.. Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understand and hold tightly to. The… Continue reading
She is free…
She is free —————————————————————————————– She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading