The Medicine wheel. One people and one earth.
Wisdom of the Medicine wheel.. I have been lucky. Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading
Wisdom of the Medicine wheel.. I have been lucky. Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading
When I am done.. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now.I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go? When they are so… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Please take my hand, please take my heart… Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate… Continue reading
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It… Continue reading
“you taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
Hello Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written. Hello Jennifer.. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading
Please promise me forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Promises of love are endeared to our hearts. Please promise me forever… Bashful and tender beauty rest with me on soft sheets of silk.Her… Continue reading
Cocoa beach… I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend. I heard in… Continue reading
We were young once… “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading