In the year 2525… Bloody Sunday…. (April new poem number fourteen.) Today is another bloody Sunday. Men killing each other, men killing off the great cities and men stealing and killing Mother nature.… Continue reading
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off? Men, whiskey and dreams of peace…. Wishing, hoping and dreaming. All… Continue reading
Dear child The world weeps blood. Whole world blinded by hate and separation. Who will tell the child? He was born with no chance or opportunity. Born to learn to survive… Continue reading
(Please stop the riot, walk together in mass as one for equal right, human rights and the safety of all people. Government fear unity, the four corners of the world must stand as… Continue reading
Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Our world One earth and people,… Continue reading
Choose what you love ——————————————————————————————————————- Enjoy your life, life wait for no-one. Create pretty photos for the heart. Dance with your beloved, show the children the beauty of the sea and… Continue reading
Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading
Blinded, but not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to do good… Continue reading
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems. A Lake St. Clair prayer I’m far from my… Continue reading
Riders on the storm “Bad dream again, anger blasting my thoughts, Mad men killing and I don’t understand. 15 year girl, Leila Hernandez, covered and protected her brother body and she… Continue reading