Never trust a man or women, who doesn’t drink..
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
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
The blue eyed girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem with a rewrite from 1992. I found a book with loads of unpublished poetry. From 20 years ago. I was free… Continue reading
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way… Continue reading
The Gypsy dance Late at night on the Monterey bay. If you listen well. Can hear the strong voices and… Continue reading