Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines… Continue reading
Roses are red and violets are blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Listening to old and very good music tonight. Roses are red and violets are blue.Roses are red. Violets are blue… Continue reading
Without a whisper. We should of begs for mercy for the innocent. Careless men talk of dead men and woman. Like a inventory of old car parts. Only lost 10 soldiers. A good month… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and… Continue reading
Freedom I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated to… Continue reading
On a dark night-Es una noche oscura (En la noche dichosa). On that happy night. I saw you walk into my room. You are standing alone. (Non tanto mirara su mucha beldad en mi… Continue reading
Soldier with childSoldier with child via Human Landscape – a picture book.
Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading