The war, the blood and the gun.
The war, the blood and the gun. No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only blood and the sound of war. Who do we blame my friend? War is… Continue reading
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My Ojibwa prayer.
My Ojibwa peace prayer. “I burned white sage by Lake St. Clair, I asked the lake, the sky, the earth and the green. Please heal my world, please send the caress of calm… Continue reading
One earth and one people.
One people.. (Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible War would end… Continue reading
I remember you and a fantastic Doris Day song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.” I remember you. The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue… Continue reading
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows. (Everybody knows. Trickery and foolishness had led us to new place. Everybody knew we allowed a mad man to win. I hold no hatred for the Arabic people. They have been… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer.
The sinner’s prayer. My father believed, if he went to church on New Year eve. All sins would be forgiven. Father, old soldier, drinker and hell raiser. I pray, a place for men,… Continue reading
A lullaby. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.
A lullaby. Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance.The old man wondered if she remembers him, like he remembered her.He was twenty years old once and youth was his wealth for… Continue reading
I remember you.
I remember you. The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey… Continue reading
Everything.
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
The song of the seasons. An Ojibwa tale.
The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary… Continue reading