(Two brothers who committed suicide before their twenties birthdays. One in 1988 and one in 1989.} “A sad one. If you feel death is more important than life. Please call me. Maybe I… Continue reading
Sometimes love is not enough. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime love isn’t enough. Sometimes love is not enough. My kind and sweet muse told me. Sweet Johnnie, I can save you.Please tell… Continue reading
(My two brothers Chuck and Scott. Chuck committed suicide in 1988 and Scott in 1989.) Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important… Continue reading
God was never on your side.. I wrote into many journals. Bastards like me, can’t feel and they don’t know fear. I never had a heart till it was too late. Too late… Continue reading
For my brothers. Written in 1988. Child with your eye closed to living. How can I bring hope and sweetness to a life, where hope and dreams are long forgotten on your journey… Continue reading
The shadows.. (A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour mind… Continue reading
Russian roulette… Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas, moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze. She held the attention of the men holding tightly to… Continue reading
The gray whale… For dear Leona…. Empty bottles of tequila and whiskey sitting on the floor. Unshaven man stared at a empty walls. He is sitting at a small table. On the table… Continue reading
( It is a hard world. We need to listen, show concern and tell the people we love and care for. Come to us, you have a safe place to heal.) 1- Silence… Continue reading
A New York city night… Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
