“Why do we write story and poetry?”
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth Little Wolf story Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part five. A journey of one woman. The Water,Sky and the Earth. Little Wolf story. … Continue reading
Two Brothers A Poem by Coyote Poetry I learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. Two brothers After… Continue reading
I miss nothing In and out we played. Digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content. You were my Joan… Continue reading
I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
Chaos in the promise land A Poem by Coyote Poetry USA must stay strong. Good days will return. Hard times create strong people. Chaos in the promise land Last night I had… Continue reading
Of And On Beliefs A Chapter by Stonz P. a translation from the lost diary of Aloysius Scherpule 06/11/1765 OF AND ON BELIEFS My parents believed in one thing, my wife in another,… Continue reading
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading