If I had magic.
If I had magic. (A old poem. I wish we stop the madness. This is one earth and one people.) Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy… Continue reading
If I had magic. (A old poem. I wish we stop the madness. This is one earth and one people.) Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy… Continue reading
ONE A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must stop our hateful leaders. We must become “ONE” in ensuring no child or person is hungry or homeless. We must stop the violence. Allow people to… Continue reading
Peace will come. (Today the world leaders are naysayers and liars. Speaking peace and killing. Old wise saying. Can’t speak peace and war in the same sentence.) My child, don’t you cry. War… 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
Old wisdom. Live by the gun, die by the gun. (Charlie Kirk once said some gun deaths ‘worth it’ in order to have Second Amendment) (Minnesota State Representative Melissa Hortman and Minnesota State… Continue reading
Today my hope and prayers. Let’s get along. Every life had value. We need to create hope and a safe world for the children and all people. There is chaos in the promise… Continue reading
We don’t want to fight no-more…. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
The last man standing…A Story by Coyote Poetry “Please tell our leaders, no-one wins in war. Talk of Nuclear war today . 40 nuclear weapons used. Our world will die slow and terrible. Today… Continue reading
Time for our world to befriend each other.. It is a big, big wide world, so many people, all of us knowing the same enemy today. Russian government on YouTube told me to … Continue reading
Peace.. (A old poem written when age was my advantage.)I went to the forest.I prayed to the sun, the old willow trees.I sat in the mist of the wild flowers andI asked… Continue reading