One tin soldier and a beautiful Tosha Hill song.
One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Peace
We need to slow down..
We need to slow down… Messed up life, messed up days and messed up nights. Now the quiet nights making me turn into a madman. I hear the whispers of kind people telling… Continue reading
The simple rules. Lead with concern and kindness.
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
Missing pieces…
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
I will return my love..
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 man’s sin.” Prayer for peace.. Guns and bombs… Continue reading
I remember you…
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you… The summer days were long.The splendor… Continue reading
The circle dance.. One people, one earth.
The circle dance.. I have danced often the circle dance at Native Americans Pow Wows. The circle dance had many meanings. “The leader called to the people, the Ojibwa children begin the circle… Continue reading
I remember you..
I remember you… The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of… Continue reading
Need unity. Please vote. Colors…
Colors… (The new world is here. Let’s be kind to each. Call someone you miss. Help the people you can. I pray our leaders are helping our brothers and sisters countries. Be a… Continue reading
The missing pieces. Part one.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading