I used to be.
I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. … Continue reading
I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. … 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
First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage. First poem I got published years ago. … Continue reading
Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in the heart. Awoken with one sweet kiss. … Continue reading
True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live.” True love gives all… Sixty five years together. He stood by my grandmother with… 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. Hog-ties to bullshit. I’m strangled with… Continue reading