Coyote Poetry : Writing

The city of Detroit.

The city of Detroit.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Don't destroy the forest. Rebuilt the dead cities. Half of Detroit. Is empty.
Happy Halloween- When comes a stranger..

Happy Halloween- When comes a stranger..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


We must listen to the whispered. Maybe someone is telling us. Please walk the proper path.
Delicate wings...

Delicate wings...

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


The kindness of love, the kindness of friendship. We need.
The lover(A soldier prayer.)

The lover(A soldier prayer.)

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


When men and women are away fighting war. They need memories.
Killed and killed.

Killed and killed.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


A re-write. No-one wins in war.
The damn lonely night and the bottle.

The damn lonely night and the bottle.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Maybe our last friend is the whiskey? Maybe Ernest Hemingway last thoughts? I should of drank more and fought less wars. Maybe I should love, for real..
Where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

Where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Leonard Cohen making me write tonight.
Last person standing..

Last person standing..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Rewritten.(This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. —T.S. Eliot)
Remember to forget- part two

Remember to forget- part two

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Can we escape our memory. No.
Wild horses..

Wild horses..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


We cannot forget the days of freedom.