Hands of stone…
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone… Life is hard. Gentleness is… Continue reading
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone… Life is hard. Gentleness is… Continue reading
Some days are better A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem about life and a good day” Some days are better… Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful.Struggles make us solid people.… Continue reading
( We learn too late to listen. I lost one brother to suicide in 1988 and one brother in 1989.) Silence and listen… Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the… Continue reading
Coming home… I sat in the plane from Philly. Heading to a place I ran away from.1000 days ago, I wanted war, new places and better ending. The splendor was war wasn’t so… Continue reading
Seconds in time A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to loves one’s who died when… Continue reading