If I was the king of the forest..
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What… Continue reading
One earth and one people I don’t like charts, I don’t like acceptable death counts. Each person upon my earth. A part of our world. A grandparent, a child. We… Continue reading
Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend. We are walking on a dangerous edge. Nuclear Winter, new sickness and… Continue reading
Odd Nansen Architect http://www.slv.vic.gov.au Odd Nansen was a Norwegian architect, author, and humanitarian, credited with his humanitarian efforts on behalf of Jews in the early years of World War II and for being… Continue reading