Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.” Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading
The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure… Continue reading
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.: Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left?? Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held no fear.)… Continue reading
Sweet FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to be free… Continue reading
The word “Freedom” had many meanings. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words. Could have different meanings. The word “Freedom”. I learn the word “Freedom” can be defined in many forms. I stood with… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left??) Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held no fear.)… Continue reading
1- We can soar freely like powerful hawk into the morning sky. We can stand on the great mountains and we can dance with the clouds. We can seek the sea and we… Continue reading
Don’t look at me with disappointment.. Don’t look at me.Don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls,I’m not afraid.Like you, a robot.Walking the walk… Continue reading
