Don’t look at me with eyes of disappointment.
(If you stand for nothing worthwhile. You will be forgotten as soon as they cover… Continue reading
(If you stand for nothing worthwhile. You will be forgotten as soon as they cover… Continue reading
I used to be A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments. I smile and listen. Pretend I care. I don’t believe… Continue reading
(You are elsewhere now. I have our letters and words shared. You loved the word. I will keep you alive my dear friends. We can die but good people stay with us in… Continue reading
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind. My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s… Continue reading
You are always on my mind. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us … Continue reading
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Chapter seven. Good conversation. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Ancient people can teach us how to live. Highway 80 west stories. Part eight. Conversation with new friends. The… Continue reading
Never ask a Native American the truth. You may not like the answer.
Christina May Shanaberg left our world 8 June 2012. She was a friendly voice and friend on Writer Cafe. These are her poetry. We must allow her words to live so she will… Continue reading
Killer on the road A Poem by Coyote Poetry What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will always stay with us. Young men and woman… Continue reading