The sins of our fathers.
(My father at sixty-one in 1998. The only time, he saw my daughter. The war and boozed killed him a month later.) Father’s eyes and anger.. Is my Father’s eyes and anger.Are they… Continue reading
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Is it, everything you wanted?
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
Old poetry. Same meaning. The gospel told by the common man.
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. President dumb as rock, making the rich folks more wealthy and the children go without food. Children… Continue reading
Empty spaces..
Empty spaces A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem of question.” Empty spaces.. Once I was dancing,… Continue reading
Forgiveness..
Forgiveness The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I needhelp? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in life can’t be forgiven. He… Continue reading
The colors of our world..
The colors of our world… Black, white, brown and yellow. What is the different? I am so tire of the colors, tossed in my face. Isn’t a man, just a man, a woman,… Continue reading
I will return my love..
( Death valley. Gun and bullets don’t care who they kill.) I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is… Continue reading
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
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