Be a fisherman.
Be a fisherman… I was taught by my father. A good day, is a family day fishing. Now I teach my grandchildren how to enjoy the Clinton River and how to catch fish.… Continue reading
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Catch the wind.
Catch the wind.. Please kind lady, please lay with me.Allow the night to cover us with the warmth of love embrace.We were strangers till we learned.We had the same dreams, we were alone… Continue reading
The weeping song.
The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come to our doorstep.” “Older men declare war. But it is youth… Continue reading
The tarot cards.
A Story by Coyote Poetry “We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet.” The tarot cards. I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road outside of Sarajevo. I… Continue reading
Killer on the road.
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading
What will be left?
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry “We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.” What will be left? I took my grandchildren to the Lake St Clair.Signs are… Continue reading
The Gypsy moon.
The Gypsy moon. 1- Please listen to the song of nature,she is bleeding,she is dying.Mother Earth, giver of the water,giver of the plants and the giver of the clean air.Who is praying for… Continue reading
We were just men and women.
We were just Men and Women…. 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
My kindest memory.
My kindest memory Yes you are, my bests days, my seaside evening dance, my morning wish. The sweetest kisses, I had ever known. Our easy days, our most wonderful nights, I do remember.… Continue reading
Steal a kiss.
Steal a kiss I would, I should. If I could, I would. Just a small taste, with the stars and moon above us. I would steal a kiss. And I would tell you.… Continue reading