Daily Archive: September 2, 2017

“I lift my eyes”

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                 I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading

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“Whim and follies

Whim and follies I told her. Sometimes good to go slow. Men will eat and eat, not stopping to taste or digest the food. He will forget to cherish the taste, the gentle… Continue reading

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“The song of the seasons”

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. ————————————————————————————–                                    … Continue reading

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