Need a story. The Raven and the Coyote
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken… Continue reading
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The cost of peace. A very costly payment. July 4rd. is coming. Time to appreciate freedom.
You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous once. … Continue reading
My Texas poetry. Two out of three ain’t bad.
Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.… Continue reading
-Break me and make me feel alive
Break me and make me feel alive A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me… Continue reading
Like a whisper
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
-Quiet echoes and secluded places
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echoes and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
_Sweet surrender
Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must forget old wounds and open new doors. Sweet… Continue reading
One of my old poems. If I was the king of the forest.
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
_Dreaming of Texas
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading
Will you still love me tomorrow
Will you still love me tomorrow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. For Amy. Will you still love me tomorrow? You are with me my lover. The night is alive and well.… Continue reading