Wildflowers.
Wildflowers.. I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regrets dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you cannot be forgiven… Continue reading
Wildflowers.. I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regrets dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you cannot be forgiven… Continue reading
No more goodbyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will learn and know too many goodbyes in our life. No more goodbyes. I caressed her auburn hair. Wrapped my arms around her. I… Continue reading
You can’t return from where you had left… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem from 1993 with a re-write You can’t return from where you had left…. (A Poet, is one, who… Continue reading
A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading
You are my poetry my dearest love.. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, an old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading
Should have loved you more…. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
I dreamed of you… I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind and beautiful, City… Continue reading