Poetry by a poet-Broken english
(Please read and enjoy. A amazing writer) North American native tribes ——–today A Poem by Broken english When in Wounded knee so many hearts were kill That was end , that was thrill… Continue reading
Mood Overflow
Originally posted on andsoitisborn:
Lush Transforming your eyes into pellucid pools awash with emotions Sometimes liquid gold spilling joy Sometimes molten lava spewing fire Each lush pearl flush with feelings escaping to divulge…
Racism + Silence = Complicity.
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
Racism + Silence = Complicity. racism stalks the cities, slimy and rotten, memories of Apartheid, of segregation, so conveniently forgotten. racism infects the home, reeking and vile, memories…
“Drink of me dear lover”
Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story. Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading
“A thousand years”
A thousand years A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love never die my friend. Just a place we must water and care for. A thousand years Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched… Continue reading
“Everybody hurts’
Everybody hurts I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold and lonely. Sometimes… Continue reading
Song and personal quotes
Racism and hate. A sleeping demon hiding waiting to be awoken. The great men and women who taught us the value of love, concern and kindness will be forgotten. The words “Equality, fairness… Continue reading
musings: keeping the peace
Originally posted on Words + Images:
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference. Robert C. Winthrop.…
Our Violent Humanity
Originally posted on What Crosses My Mind:
It would seem we haven’t had enough, Watching our neighbors fall to the sword, The world around us eschewing the evil Of a nation lost in…
“The madness train”
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with… Continue reading