Too old to die young. And the amazing Trishas song.
Too old to die young. 1- Almost 68 years old, lived in many places and had many lives. Old man looking back at me in the mirror. I told the night.. I am… Continue reading
Too old to die young. 1- Almost 68 years old, lived in many places and had many lives. Old man looking back at me in the mirror. I told the night.. I am… Continue reading
Don’t give-up. I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind; I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation. I… Continue reading
My muse. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… Continue reading
Masterpiece. Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I… Continue reading
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan, and I remembered a good friend. He was not young; he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Isn’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading