The Big Water.
The Big Water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some mini-poetry. Ojibwa call the Great lakes. The Big Water. The Big water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wakes my sleeping spirit. I have… Continue reading
The Big Water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some mini-poetry. Ojibwa call the Great lakes. The Big Water. The Big water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wakes my sleeping spirit. I have… Continue reading
Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey. It was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal; I left her in late December 1991. To remind her.… Continue reading
Dark Interludes. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. An old friend of many years sends me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
My great love. Part two. I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… 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
Cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today my… Continue reading
Stitches. I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight goodbye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I painted… Continue reading
Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can teach us madness. 1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading
Pretty pictures. I loved love, but love didn’t love me. I told the pretty Austin, Texas gal. I adored her bare shoulders and her black dress that draped her skin tightly. She smiled… Continue reading
The simple rules. “Do not wrong or hate your neighbor, for it is not him that you wrong, you wrong yourself.”Thomas Wildcat AlfordShawnee “The grandfathers and the grandmothers are in the children: teach… Continue reading