Thoughts about war…
Thoughts about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence. What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people in… Continue reading
Thoughts about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence. What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people in… Continue reading
Like father. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood of father flowed in my vein and I can see his face in the mirror. Like father.. I look in the mirror.What do I see?… Continue reading
A lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading
The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and… Continue reading
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew…. I would of loved more… Continue reading
So damn tired… Today is St. Patrick day and I will drink alone. I will find a glass of green beer, wear my green shirt with some words on it. “Kiss me, I… Continue reading