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
Brother Sun, Sister moon. 1- I taught my grandchildren, the world is colorless. We must be kind and befriend people. The world is large enough for everyone. 2- Jesus was a immigrant, USA… Continue reading
Blood in, blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry An eye for an eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my friend?… Continue reading
I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are dead. What is left? God’s going to… Continue reading
Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God. (Please question the leader who don’t want to feed the poor… Continue reading
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust thoughts and things to ponder on I can show you God… The great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew… Continue reading
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. An old poem. Now Trump had military attacking cities. Trying to separate… Continue reading
The song of fall. Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is sick with pollution.No… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song creates powerful poetry.) God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash) I told the kids.… Continue reading
