My small books of thoughts
My small books of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My small books of thoughts What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days… Continue reading
My small books of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My small books of thoughts What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days… Continue reading
Big Surf rocks Like Father A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become… Continue reading
Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they mine… Continue reading
(Last day with my father.) He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things. Father’s… Continue reading
Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden.. (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading