Coyote Poetry : Writing

The lost generation.

The lost generation.

A Book by Coyote Poetry


I am dream-writing again. I believe in reincarnation. I was a soldier always in my past life.
Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair..

Sin, whiskey and Lake St. Clair..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


40 days without writing. I need to make time to write.
Who are you?

Who are you?

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


We must become old men. I wonder. Must old men give-up on their dreams?
Beautiful flowers and some words. Part two.

Beautiful flowers and some words. Part two.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


How much murder is enough? When will war end? How many tears must be released before we learn. Every life had value.
Flowers in my garden and some poetry.

Flowers in my garden and some poetry.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Thank you for reading.
Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dreams...

Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dream..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Finally some new poetry. Was a rough month. Work and the death of my niece.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always..

I hope your days be bright and love will be near y..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


I need a year near the Pacific Ocean to write my novel.
The should of, the could of...

The should of, the could of...

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


New poetry. finally.
Wine kisses, midnight bath.

Wine kisses, midnight bath.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Finally a new poem.
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