Solitude and seclusion. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blind then see the real world? Solitude and seclusion… (Man is weak by his own hand, for he has refashioned God’s into… Continue reading
Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears. Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul, who nourishment is the heart, … Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out.. Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What did we leave behind… Continue reading
Lost prayers.. Once careless man sought peace in war. He didn’t learn peace. He learn the law of the gun, the law of the hate, the law of the death whispers. In Bosnia,… Continue reading
I will return to you, my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin. Prayer for peace.. Guns… Continue reading
Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when… Continue reading