Tag Archive: United States

What will be left. (My Earth day poem.)

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

Rate this:

Why do we write story and poetry?

Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading

Rate this:

Stay with me

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me    I… Continue reading

Rate this:

What is real?

What is real? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many questions are asked. Few people can speak the truth.                              Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is… Continue reading

Rate this:

The Gospel told by a common man.

The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. The Gospel told by a common man Men with wife and… Continue reading

Rate this:

“Twisted city. ”

Twisted City Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Never underestimate fate. When we swim in sin. The Devil may find you. Twisted city ( Men with evil and cold hearts they believe… Continue reading

Rate this:

True love gives all.

                                                        True love gives all.                                                                       (A old memory) Sixty five years together. He still stood by my grandmother with his hand in hers. He shopped daily at the… Continue reading

Rate this:

Coyote spirit

Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and… Continue reading

Rate this:

Father’s burden.

Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden.. (My father  was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading

Rate this:

Dreaming of you and Big Surf.

Dreaming of you and Big Surf (I tell the kids. Live before work steals your soul and dreams. Life need to be  sweet pleasure and many  journeys to find gifts of laughter and… Continue reading

Rate this: