The sins of our father’s.
The sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. (My father last photo I took. He died four months later. The… Continue reading
The sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. (My father last photo I took. He died four months later. The… Continue reading
All my friends had settle down. A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading
I want to love a bonnie girl.. I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German… Continue reading
Some days are better.. Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful andstruggles make us solid people. I raised four children.Strong and beautiful.I learn the value of life.Children at your feet and… Continue reading
Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly. Fairytale ending.. Love letters are sent.New hope is born.Sweet… Continue reading
Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life. Dreams.. I have been… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes… Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading