A killer on the road..
Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) My time in the Middle East. Killer on the road.. A Iraqi man sipping his coffee.He watched the military trucks drive by. He looked to the sky and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: God
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What is real?
What is real.. Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears.Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul,who nourishment is the heart,who wine… Continue reading
The things we do..
(Rachel Corrie. The beautiful American.) (War is a sin my friend. John Denver.) The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel.I believe some deeds in lifecan’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.She stood… Continue reading
Fifty shades of black. Maybe more?
Dear Sharon… I knew I was Winter and you were the Spring kiss. You were the hurricane and I was the pond water. I wrote to dear Sharon Kovacs, please give me one… Continue reading
A poem. Peace and happy New Year my WordPress friends.
( A photo of five children who changed my life. I adopted them and I learn Life was more than me in 1995.) Peace (A old poem written when age was my… Continue reading
When God laugh.. Happy New Year my WordPress friends.
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and friends.”The gods, the gods… Continue reading
Mercy.
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man.22 year old.He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for many days.I watched… Continue reading
Happy New Year and a poem. I can show you God..
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some.I knew a… Continue reading
Merry Christmas my friends and a poem. Everything.
Everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryHow 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 real… Continue reading
Passing through..
Passing through.. A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading