The coyote and the raven dance.
The Coyote and Raven dance… The coyote was dancing for the half-moon, he moved and weaved into the deep forest and he knew. His beautiful friend was watching him celebrate the night. The… Continue reading
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The fingerprints.
The fingerprints…I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall, you… Continue reading
Just a song.
Just a song… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and she told him. Merci… Continue reading
When the drinker prays.
When the drinker prays… Once brave man, once soldiers, once business man and now a grandfather. He watched his world fall into madness and he pours three fingers of Gentleman Jack. Once he… Continue reading
Slip and fall..
Slip and fall.. I requested some kind words. I asked her to tell me. I love you. Please tell me, you will wait for me and please make these seconds, we have left.… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face.
A safe place, a kind face. Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind him,… Continue reading
Hello Jennifer.
Hello Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Hello Jennifer.. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading
When I am done.
When I am done.. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now.I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go? When they are so… Continue reading
Almost love in California.
Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be… Continue reading