The hills and the Apache..
The hills and the Apache.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1992 with a re-write. The hills and the Apache.. I had many bottles of the good tequila. A bag of some fresh… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1992 with a re-write. The hills and the Apache.. I had many bottles of the good tequila. A bag of some fresh… Continue reading
“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.… Continue reading
The pretty flower near the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a Monterey, Ca. friend. The pretty flower near the sea… I was station at Fort Ord for three years from December 1991… Continue reading
Dancing Coyote
The writing on the wall.. Did we love? Did we steal from each other? Did we loan kisses? If we did. I would steal and loan a thousand more kisses from you my… Continue reading
The Germany spring was here and I watched you run into the wildflowers on the hill near the city. I remember you enchanted me and I told the sun. Thank you for the… Continue reading