Some days are better.. Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful andstruggles make us solid people. I raised four children.Strong and beautiful.I learn the value of life.Children at your feet, laughter… Continue reading
1- The Dove of peace. If we release the Dove of peace. Will the blind and hateful men of war kill her? Where can the Dove of peace go today? In our messy… Continue reading
Who are you? I love the book “The book of Dorian Gray.” When reading or listening to the amazing book. You question yourself. Who am I? I question you my friend. Who are… Continue reading
Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need? Everything… If I lost everything. Would I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is the… Continue reading
Drink before the war.. 1- Ben Jonson, ‘To Celia’.Drink to me only with thine eyes,And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kiss but in the cup,And I’ll not look for wine.The thirst that… Continue reading
The Fall and you.. The lazy days of Fall had left me with you. Just a swing and your laughter near. Dear Nature was fading and your sweet voice told me. I love… Continue reading
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading
Milkweed.. The girl asked me. What is this plant surrounding the Lake St. Clair? I told her. Milk weed. It was planted to feed the free butterflies. She touched the plant and she… Continue reading
1- Once, I saw everything in your eyes. You whispered to me, your dreams of Big Sur and climbing Mount Rainier. I was thankful my kind friend. You loved me. 2- Like this.… Continue reading
