Our world. We must protect the children.
“War is a sin.” Bob Denver The Things we do? (A very old poem. Two children were killed and 17 were wounded at a School mass in Minnesota. USA had become the war… Continue reading
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Flower, children and some words.
My garden. I raise flowers in my garden to bring the butterflies to my yard. I believe if you see a butterfly. You can make a wish. Many kinds of garden. I took… Continue reading
Music and words for the end of violence..
How many children must die in the many active wars? How many people must die before we learn. No-one wins in war. USA is a war zone now. 251 mass killings in the… Continue reading
The gospel told by a common man..
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. July 2025 version. The Gospel told by a common man. ( Leaders… Continue reading
What the children see..
What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading
Heal, not kill. We are the teacher of the children.
My small books of thoughts.. What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness.Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and… Continue reading
Black laced pen..
Blood laced pen.. Fight or flee? love or hate? stay or go? Laugh or cry? I wonder what Hemingway remembered in his last moment. Did he remember war or the face of Agnes?… Continue reading
Choose the road you love..
Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it. Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and … Continue reading
The children. Too late for so many.
(April is poetry month. Poem number six. I found a old journal from 1988. This poem was never published. Old words, old sadness. Become leftover pain, we learn to live with. This poem… Continue reading
We are, what we leave behind..
We are, what we leave behind… I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading