Truth or dare.
Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare.. Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or… Continue reading
Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare.. Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or… Continue reading
“You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song. I told her. I apology sweet Julie. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have… Continue reading
The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure great pain. Sometime the table can be turned. Will the prisoner serve the same medicine or forgive? Revolution… Continue reading
Heaven and hell. “We can die of fear and our heart be filled with coldness.Doubt will overtake our dreams and hope.” “Being bitter and bleeding in the emotion of love.Leaving a walking dead.”… Continue reading
Almost home. Took me 26 years and four bloody wars zones and I learn.Monterey was still there,the Pacific was still dancing and you could buy a cup of Irish Coffee on the pier.… Continue reading
1-Break me. Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading
I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading
A woman, too pretty to be near me. She took my hands and she told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You must find the Fray. Your organized life is killing you and your dead dreams… Continue reading