‘Dead man stew’
Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor. Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading
Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor. Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading
Originally posted on Written Frames:
I fell in love, not with you I have tendency to fall for sadness Those melancholic liquid eyes I stare into Grips me with familiarity of myself in…
My small books of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My small books of thoughts What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days… Continue reading
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day. Russian roulette Beautiful young woman dances… Continue reading
GOOD DAYS, GOOD MUSIC AND LOST DREAMS OF UTOPIA February 5, 2015 Dear Brothers and sisters You are gone and I’m here. We fought side by side in war and in life.… Continue reading
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend. Last person standing I had a bad dream. A realistic… Continue reading
Just some song.
Where the wild roses grow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two short poems. Where the wild roses grow – I have known I have danced with the sea. I have stood on… Continue reading