One gift of kindness can lead to miracles.
One gift of kindness can create a movement of love that can lead to wave of hope and love. Heal/not kill. Forgive/don’t hold regret. Love/ don’t know hate This… Continue reading
One gift of kindness can create a movement of love that can lead to wave of hope and love. Heal/not kill. Forgive/don’t hold regret. Love/ don’t know hate This… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be… Continue reading
Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places. Delicate flowerI was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were… Continue reading
Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words have great power. Use them well. Reflection Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering… Continue reading
What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading
Goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Need more hellos and less goodbyes More hellos and less goodbyes I stood by my father old house. I remembered I came here to find… Continue reading
Do we care? (A old poem. Today kids are being killed. 51 million on welfare. How many people are desperate? Spend less on war and more on create jobs. This story made me… Continue reading
Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. Ojibwa… Continue reading
(Thank you Paris poem, her words are my muse) I called your name A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and good music. I called your name Beautiful lady is weeping for me.… Continue reading