Please hold my hands..
Please hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love in 2018. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Kindness
Simple rules to live by.
If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Lead with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.” The simple rules to live by.. “Do not wrong or… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows.-Chapter two and three.
Ghost and shadows… A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two… Ghost and shadows… Johnnie sat with Tanya. He loved seeing her face, the… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows.- Chapter one.
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.. And a wonderful Bill Withers song.
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.. And a Tim McGraw wonderful song.
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” and a powerful and needed beautiful Lucy Gallant song.
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
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman.
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
Sanctuary of love and kindness..
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…
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