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
Tag Archive: Children
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
Old poetry. Same meaning. The gospel told by the common man.
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. President dumb as rock, making the rich folks more wealthy and the children go without food. Children… Continue reading
They kill angels on earth dear God.
They are killing angels on earth dear God.. “The UN recorded at least 33,443 civilian deaths in armed conflicts in 2023, representing a 72 per cent increase compared with 2022, and the proportion… Continue reading
Monkey’s paw. Halloween 2024.
Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2024 A Story by Coyote Poetry Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost some something. Happy Halloween. … Continue reading
The quiet world..
The quiet world.. The world is too quiet. Today the birds were singing and the dandelions were everywhere. I took the grandsons to my yard, they hit some baseballs and we played with… Continue reading
Grandmother hope and wishes…
Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom.” … Continue reading