“The hills and the Apache”
The hills and the Apache I had two bottles of strong tequila, a bag of some fresh lemons. I drove for three hours to the California… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache I had two bottles of strong tequila, a bag of some fresh lemons. I drove for three hours to the California… Continue reading
The water and the fire I told the Irish beauty in the tavern in Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living. Death is like a fire. It… Continue reading
My great love I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading
Humble and kind The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had lived a long life and he knew. He knows… Continue reading
Don’t give-up I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my… Continue reading
Liar’s moon lullaby I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading
The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading
(Big Sur and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.) Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989,… Continue reading
The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless hearts. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was… Continue reading
The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place. The simple… Continue reading