The walls and the damn mirrors
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Family
Mother didn’t blink
(Woman are our grandmothers, sisters, daughters and wife. We cannot accept abuse. Must be stopped as soon as possible.) Mother didn’t blink A… Continue reading
The canvas of love
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading
Souvenirs
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age. Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big Surf. Sea shells from… Continue reading
Martin Luther King Jr. dreams and hope must be kept alive
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=UK8Z3i3aTq4#t=0 Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns and hate… Continue reading
The value of memories
The value of memories I was asked by a desperate man. “Why do I live? If I wasn’t born. Would it matter?” I told him the story I… Continue reading
I see you and you see me.
I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading
Secret love and hidden places
Secret love and hidden places A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime kind people can make you dream and wish for things you cannot have. … Continue reading
What will I remember?
What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading
Thankful
Thankful I saw my face in the mirror at Chucky‘s Cheese. I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was fifty one years old.… Continue reading