A Lake St. Clair prayer..
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems and thought about my world. We need proper gun laws. When… Continue reading
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems and thought about my world. We need proper gun laws. When… Continue reading
Bounded love. Till my last breath. A Poem by Coyote PoetryChildren make us realize we are not so important. They give us hope and reason to be alive. (My stepchildren in 1994. I gave… Continue reading
Our children. Our joy. Three of the four children murdered in Oxford, Michigan. I am praying for them and their family. Today our children feel less safe. Time for “All of us”. To… Continue reading
Michigan beach day Grandchildren needed the water today. A lake day. Lake St. Clair, was first-time clean in so many years. Coronaviras days, factories, not polluting the great lakes. The slower… Continue reading
Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever. Little boy blue Little boy blue lost in… Continue reading
Unaccompanied and Unacceptable A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver Written after learning the Conservative party voted against the UK accepting 3000 unaccompanied child refugees from Syria… Like baggage they are discarded no-one’s problem… Continue reading
Unaccompanied and Unacceptable A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver Written after learning the Conservative party voted against the UK accepting 3000 unaccompanied child refugees from Syria… Like baggage they are discarded no-one’s problem… Continue reading
House on the hill A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. The house on the hill Teacher, teacher. You taught me. Be kind, talk politely and treat all life with respect.… Continue reading
Please pray, cry and remember Umpqua Community College. I pray for strength for the poor parent who have lost their children. We must pray for the children lost to hate. We must support… Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry A eye for a eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my… Continue reading