Saving Amber- new tale- part one and two
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew Pennywise… Continue reading
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew Pennywise… 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
The water, Sky and the Earth. New journey. Chapter eight The grandfathers and the grandmothers are in the children; Teach them well. Ojibwa proverb “All the Indians pray to God for life.… Continue reading
The Water, the Sky and the Earth Silent Bobcat/Dark Moon Part six (Very few men or woman are born with the skills of education and the ability to speak. The eloquence speakers such… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth -chapter four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry The Water, Sky and the Earth. . Red Fox war. Part four “Africa and Native American Culture. Life is a… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth First steps chapter three A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part three of my pro eco-system story. The Water, Sky and the Earth First steps Part3 “Our land… Continue reading
The Water, the Sky and the Earth chapter one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one of my project I must finish. The water, Sky and the Earth. (Four strangers became friends. Seeking… Continue reading
(Will finish this one tonight) Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begun. Dark days of Texas Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground… Continue reading
Wild horses, part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Wild horses, part one Brigitte drank some wine and she asked him. Great words, you have expressed. God have create everything… 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