Ghost and shadows- Chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one… Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading
Grandma’s hands. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-one.) Dear Grandma told me often. Life is like soup. Too many cooks in the kitchen and the soup won’t be tasty. Allow the… Continue reading
Kindness.. ( April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty.) My grandmother told me often. The greatest sin is to kill someone hope. Take away their dreams. We cannot bury someone with anger… Continue reading
ONE… ONE isn’t a lonely number. When 10,000 children in Kentucky stand as “ONE” against violence and guns . I was so proud of the children. ONE isn’t a lonely number. When the… Continue reading
Hello homeless man sitting outside the CVS. Are you okay? I see the Army Jacket and his tire face. I sit with him and I asked him. Where are you going? What do… Continue reading
Grandparent, family. Sanctuary of love and kindness… Old friends have left me. Warm and safe houses are gone. Friendly and kind words are missed. Old faces with smiles and with always an open doors went… Continue reading
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men.. (I got to Iraq. My first task was to… Continue reading
You have saved me.. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos of two dead brothers.Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw no road except… Continue reading
The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place. The simple rules…… Continue reading