Be a flexible branch than the dead roots…
Be a flexible branch than the dead roots A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader. Be the flexible branch… Continue reading
Be a flexible branch than the dead roots A Story by Coyote PoetryI learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader. Be the flexible branch… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote PoetryA story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote…. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the… Continue reading
tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote PoetryI went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Central Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at… Continue reading
The Fall sweet honey A Poem by Coyote PoetryA re-write with comma and proper shape of thoughts. Fall sweet honey… Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She… Continue reading
Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem, for new book, The Island. Everyone is… Continue reading
Lilac wine —————————————————————————————–She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint her red,… Continue reading
Dead flowers —————————————————————————————————————————————- Once we tried to catch the wind. We loved the California fault line and the Pacific. She loved the black velvet whiskey and I loved her. I always brought her… Continue reading
The sweet Melody of love A Poem by Coyote PoetryWithout love. What do we become? The sweet Melody of love… We were lovers once. Your words upon a sheet of paper saved my… Continue reading
Texas bars and Texas woman… (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told me.“You are damn healthy.You must take care of your… Continue reading