Wounded Angel
Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wounded Angel My sad friend. Please smile for me. Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart. You don’t know… Continue reading
Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wounded Angel My sad friend. Please smile for me. Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart. You don’t know… Continue reading
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980)As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time. Purgatory Inn and no… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories part 2 “Lana” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Good to travel when you are young. Never know what you can learn when you have no final destination or rush… Continue reading
Irena Sendler – The Righteous Among The Nations – Yad Vashem. Smuggling Children out of the Ghetto Irena Sendler Poland Irena Sendler Tree of Irena Sendler, Yad Vashem When World War II broke… Continue reading
Nicholas Winton Sir Nicholas George Winton, MBE is a British humanitarian who organized the rescue of 669 mostly Jewish children from German-occupied Czechoslovakia on the eve of the Second World War, in… 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 mine… Continue reading
(Woman are our grandmothers, sisters, daughters and wife. We cannot accept abuse. Must be stopped as soon as possible.) Mother didn’t blink A… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break. The threads of… Continue reading