The lucky or the crazy?
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be. “ The lucky or the crazy? We danced… Continue reading
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The dance..
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
Fool’s wish and lover’s hold on..
Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. Fool’s wish and lover’s hold on. (Written on 19 April 1985) I remember when I rushed home to fall into your arms.We… Continue reading
Cherry Wine and a beautiful Hope Winter song.
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… Continue reading
What is ugly? What is beautiful?
What is ugly? What is beautiful? He watched the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. He brought her coffee and a salad. He sat and he wrote words for no-one. “What is ugly?… Continue reading
The coyote and the raven dance..
The Coyote and Raven dance… The coyote was dancing for the half-moon, he moved and weaved into the deep forest and he knew. His beautiful friend was watching him celebrate the night. The… Continue reading
Ain’t no fucking good war..
Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when… Continue reading
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
Gentle on my mind..
Easy on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend. She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful. She told me on a… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad..
Two out of three ain’t bad.. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… Continue reading