July fourth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom isn’t free. July fourth. I have stood with 15,000 Soldiers. A division of Soldier believing in freedom and the America way. Willing to protect and… Continue reading
Cocoa beach A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places and old memories Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa… Continue reading
Had plans to visit the California coastline. Things went wrong. It is okay. Now dear family is my Monterey. Big Sur and Monterey coastline It is God’s country. Still had a feel… Continue reading
Do we care? (A old poem. Today kids are being killed. 51 million on welfare. How many people are desperate? Spend less on war and more on create jobs. This story made me… Continue reading
Bloody Carnival A Poem by Coyote Poetry HIV, Starvation and War. Hard to see the good in this world. Bloody Carnival Disoriented and disenchanted with my world around me. The carnage and blood… Continue reading
Black boy down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time we surpass the color of skin. It is 2014, brothers and sisters. Black boy down Another kid killed in the USA. Media described… Continue reading
Central Park A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A day in New York Central Park I awoke smelling fresh coffee and pancakes/bacon being cooked. I saw Dorothy was busy in her kitchen. I… Continue reading
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
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading
Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leave us blind and dumb. Little truth Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won… Continue reading
