Coyote Poetry : Writing

Spare me your stories and sleazy words..

Spare me your stories and sleazy words..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Old poem with a re-write. Written in 1982.
The  Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two.

The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray take you to where you need to me. The wistful life will doom us to sadness.
Beautiful Maria. Showed me the way to the Fray.

Beautiful Maria. Showed me the way to the Fray.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


A dream, a poem was born. I hope you enjoy.
Where are the people seeking peace?

Where are the people seeking peace?

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Thank you dear Marianne for the song.
When I am done.

When I am done.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


A Black Velvet night. Time for the poetry to touch the night sky.
My North Dakota hurricane..

My North Dakota hurricane..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Remember a wild child in heart. Where are you dear Gail?
A Summertime love.

A Summertime love.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


My muse is alive and well tonight.
Then you can tell me goodbye...

Then you can tell me goodbye...

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Beautiful Joss Stone song was my muse.
 64 years old.

64 years old.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


My muse is alive and well tonight.
The quiet of the day..

The quiet of the day..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


About a friend, a Bosnian woman who wanted quiet and her garden.