Her red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry I needed to write a poem about a woman in a red dress who stole my hearts many moons ago. … Continue reading
From sea to shining sea.
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely.… Continue reading
Respect, dignity and freedom of religion. This is the USA. Not perfect. Still holding on to freedom and hope.
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My… Continue reading