We do dig our own grave. “Two out of three ain’t bad.”
Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship. Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship. Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading
Alone in the darkness A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people lose their way and can’t find real peace. Alone in the darkness… The chronicle of life are stages. We can act… Continue reading
A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away. A wish upon a star Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a… Continue reading
(The book is done. Now to edit. Please assist. Is this tale worthwhile?) The man with the sad eyes A Story by Coyote Poetry A book needing to be written. The man… Continue reading
Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 38 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks me up and allow… Continue reading
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea. In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading
The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to… Continue reading
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. … Continue reading