I don’t remember how you looked.
I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
Baby girl.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my baby sister. Left my world and heaven, gained a angel. And my life is more lonely now. Baby girl.. Once she was was… Continue reading
1- Little children.. Beautiful faces, fearless faces. The little children want to have some fun and enjoy life. Now 19 children were murdered in a classroom. I have five grandchildren and everyday, I… Continue reading
“The worst mass shooting since Sandy Hook plagues Uvalde, Texas after 19 children and two teachers are killed“ I took my eight year grandchild to the school bus today. I talks to him… Continue reading
Our children. Our joy. Three of the four children murdered in Oxford, Michigan. I am praying for them and their family. Today our children feel less safe. Time for “All of us”. To… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem written in 1989. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family.… Continue reading
(My father Jack Isaacs. Singing with the angels now) The old soldier Some of us had learn. The simple things are so damn sweet. The laughter of children, holding hands with love one’s… Continue reading
I am going home Soldier boy, the running man. Received a phone call in the Winter of 1991, Grandpa is gone, he loved you and he missed you. He told his… Continue reading
For sweet Kaitlyn Rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children. Sweet Kaitlyn Piensa Think Ojos claros, serenos. Bright and serene eyes. Si antes supiera. If… Continue reading
Witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Witness to life I told people with my writing for many years. If the wars, don’t stop. War will come to our… Continue reading