Dreaming of Texas.
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry An eye for an eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my friend?”… Continue reading
Masterpiece. Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I… Continue reading
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan, and I remembered a good friend. He was not young; he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading
At peace, at last… (Sometime war killed the soldier slowly.) The Soldiers gave him a 21-gun salute.Only young and old Soldiers came to say goodbye.Old Sergeant Major finally drank himself to death.35years a… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Isn’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it… Continue reading
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train… I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading