In the year 2525..
In the year 2525.. Today is another bloody Sunday. Men killing each other, men killing off the great cities and men stealing and killing Mother nature. Where are the wise men? where are… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Christianity
Passing through..
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
Everybody knows..
(I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion and feelingsfrom people who lived a long life.) “Everybody knows” Mr. President. Did you see the food prices?Poor people making… Continue reading
My November song..
My November song I told the Spring sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
My Wednesday prayer..
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer, an old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading
Blood in, blood out..
Blood in, Blood out.. Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What did we leave behind… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny..
The threads of life. Fate and destiny.. Old man whispered. Behold a man who didn’t believe in the goddesses of the thread of life.Us foolish men believe we rule the world. The dear… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water..
The earth, the sky and the water… I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading
War is a sin my friend. Hate is a sin my friend.
Men of hate keep a-coming. Never again. Sweet words that lasted but a few moment in time. (Young Johnnie waiting to go home.1992 photo. Top photo.) Is this the end my friend? A… Continue reading
Blood and wine..
( Death Valley. Took my unit six months to clean up bodies and damaged vehicles.) Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the… Continue reading