September
September… I have always enjoys the days of Fall. The Summer days become memories and our wandering spirit began to slow down for the days of September.I love watching the trees in the… Continue reading
September… I have always enjoys the days of Fall. The Summer days become memories and our wandering spirit began to slow down for the days of September.I love watching the trees in the… Continue reading
Around and around we go. A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending. Around and around we go…. Around and around we… Continue reading
An empty book. A Poem by Coyote PoetryNeed to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter. An empty book…. An empty book is a lonely story.The great… Continue reading
You have saved me…. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos.Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw no road except death as peace. I… Continue reading
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love—- Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles in… Continue reading