he stared at me with his yellow eyes,
honest orbs that held no lies.
he wasn't scared, that I could see,
As those yellow eyes, bore into me.
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Juan, you know how I love your desert-poetry, and this one is right there along side the rest; I swear I could see him too.................. awesome pal.
well written... could see and feel your images, as if i were there!
A really brilliant poem, such an interesting read, guess that coyote answered the call of the wild as priority, a relief no doubt. love the title.
What an exceptional perceptive and raw write, no funny stuff, no over expressing just the good hard facts enhanced by your keen eye...lovely tyvm karen