A good day to be alive my friend
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be… Continue reading
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be… Continue reading
Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985(For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. I tries to pick her up and show her life was okay. I hope she found peace?)… Continue reading
The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey bay.… Continue reading
Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive. Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated.… Continue reading
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day. Russian roulette Beautiful young women dances… Continue reading
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memories will catch up with us. In Monterey I called you to tell you… Continue reading
Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children. … Continue reading
Love is at my door I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream… Continue reading
Tree (Sergeant Joyce Kilmer. Born December 6, 1886-died in battle july 30, 1918. My favorite poem. So beautiful and true.) I think that I shall never see… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading