Passing through
Passing through A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once… Continue reading
Passing through A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once… Continue reading
Pray for peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of violence and war. “Imagine there’s no countries It isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too… Continue reading
The weeping song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come… Continue reading
Peace will come A Poem by Coyote Poetry Peace will come My child, don’t you cry. War is near and life is so hard. Tomorrow may come and a new day where the… Continue reading
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are… Continue reading
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
Blind to world sorrow. Deep in self-need. What do we become? A life with knowing love, without the balance of charity and concern for our world. We were just strangers living with blindness… Continue reading
Peace, sweet peace. We have forgotten you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. Where are the men and women of peace? Where are the calm voices in a world gone… Continue reading
Old Grandpa wisdom.”Take a town to raise a child right. We must teach the proper ways to live and respect for every person.” Foolish people believe. “They are safe when war is far… Continue reading
Words for peace, hell and heaven A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Words for peace, hell and heaven ——– I called you my friend I have become literal dead. Dead… Continue reading