“Sins of our father”
Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading
Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading
Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war. How many massacres since? How many people murdered for their religion, color… Continue reading
Remembering Martin Luther King. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Someone said to remember M.L.K. We should do acts of kindness. I believe he would appreciate his memory of anti-violence and love to be… Continue reading
You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous… Continue reading
What is true and what is not? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad poem. A friend died. Needed words to keep his face alive. What is true and what is not… Continue reading
Om I see you and you see me I told the kids. Take care of Nature and be kind to each other. One planet and one people. Children are the wealth… Continue reading
Let pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing. Let… Continue reading
Remembering Martin Luther King. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The best gift of Christmas. The gift of kindness. Give what you can. Sometime just a smile and kind words. Can change a… Continue reading
The world weeps. A prayer and words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Prayers and words Everybody knows. Part two. “What peace can be, where both to one pretend.” John Dryden “This is the… Continue reading
Peace, sweet peace. We have forgotten you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. Where are the men and women of peace? Where are the calm voices in a world gone… Continue reading