Stone to flesh..
Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God. Stone to flesh.. They say… Continue reading
Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God. Stone to flesh.. They say… Continue reading
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
Forgive me.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I don’t believe forgiveness can be given. Time is the healer. Written in 1978. Forgive me.. Please forgive me for what I did to you. I’m sorry… Continue reading
The blue eyed girl… “When you got nothing to lose.Can’t fall too far my friends.”I told a group of Poets outside the Monterey book store. A blue eyed girl with hair of auburn… Continue reading
Dark days of Texas. Chapter two. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Dark days of Texas-part two.. Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon. Just people in the saloon she hated. Mainly… Continue reading
Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go… I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading