The Island- part two.
The Island- part 2 Lana sat to the left of me and Nicole to the right. Lana told me, I am a artist. I painted the artwork on the bridge, did you like… Continue reading
The Island- part 2 Lana sat to the left of me and Nicole to the right. Lana told me, I am a artist. I painted the artwork on the bridge, did you like… Continue reading
(Editing deeply. I hope you enjoy. Just a tale of myth and wonder. Where do the people go, after they commit suicide?) The Island- Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A dream turned… Continue reading
(We don’t need loud voice, more lectures. We need to know. Someone loved us, as-is. They love us in the good or the bad days. Kindness my friend. We must be.) Too late… Continue reading
Hell-bend highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some folks cannot be saved. In my lifetime. I lost three four brothers to drugs and alcohol. Two committed suicide and today still. We don’t know why?… Continue reading
Please don’t forget me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Jade Innes. Lost too soon. The good people leave us too soon. Please don’t forget me. Many people will touch our life.They will… Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad one. If you feel death is more important than life. Please call me. Maybe I can help. Too late for forgiveness… Second brother… Continue reading
Please don’t forget me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Jade Innes. Lost too soon. She committed suicide at sixteen. She was a poet friend. The good and kind people leave us too soon. … Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness… Second brother put into the cold earth.Death by their own hands.Left many to swim in bad decisions and not enough kind words. The things I believed in.Became useless and… Continue reading
(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 then life. Please call me. Maybe I… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem written in 1989. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family.… Continue reading