Lost prayers..
Lost prayers.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I prayed for dying men of war, once I prayed for the dying of starvation and once I prayed for people being killed become of religion.… Continue reading
Lost prayers.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I prayed for dying men of war, once I prayed for the dying of starvation and once I prayed for people being killed become of religion.… Continue reading
The word “Freedom” had many meanings. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words. Could have different meanings. The word “Freedom”. I learn the word “Freedom” can be defined in many forms. I stood with… Continue reading
Fourth of July, Independence day.. I have stood with 15,000 Soldiers on the border of Iraq.A division of Soldier believing in freedom and the America way.Willing to protect and insure all people are… Continue reading
Remember freedom isn’t free. July 4th is coming. We need leaders in integrity, honor and selfless service.. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet.I won more than I have lost.I have killed for money, I play a bastard for… Continue reading
Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places. Delicate flower.. I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading
Run away with me…(A old poem written in 1992 with a light rewrite.) Sweetest and prettiest gal in Ann Arbor.Please run away with me.Let’s toss all our useless dreams away and please take… Continue reading
The silence and the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the sea, the wind and rebirth each day hopeful and ready. The silence and the sea.. Blessed is… Continue reading
I walked away… Beautiful Kelly… I felled in love with a voice. I fell in love with a face. Please tell me, you love me. We have a great sea to separate us.… Continue reading
The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading