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ONE… ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns . I was so proud of the children. ONE isn’t a lonely number. When the… Continue reading
ONE… ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns . I was so proud of the children. ONE isn’t a lonely number. When the… Continue reading
Everything was you… Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy and I have found peace in my loneliness. You were my everything. I was your… Continue reading
I learn the misfortune act of a foolish man learn too late. You can’t go back to love that was forsaken and abused. Coyote/John Castellenas
TattoosA Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled and… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.A Poem by Coyote Poetry(Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.) I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. I sit on… Continue reading
Home, sweet home… (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading