Highway 80 west stories. Part five. Conversation with Lana.
Highway 80 west stories. Part five Two days in Salt Lake city. Conversation with Lana. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My traveling tale. I left the war and took a 12 days road… Continue reading
Tag Archive: United States
What men do. Part two
(When two nations try to discuss peace with false want. No-one can win.) . What men do? A Poem by Coyote Poetry The leaders of this government must… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Part three. “Cheyenne, Wyoming.
Highway 80 west stories. Part three “Cheyenne, Wyoming” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Time and distance decreases the pain. Life teaches us life isn’t fair. Sometime we must burn to… Continue reading
The white flag
The white flag A Poem by Coyote Poetry How many people will die before war is stopped. Each days brother killing brother. Rich countries deciding who is right or wrong? The white… Continue reading
In the wildflower field. I dreamed of peace. Too late for too many.
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading
What is real, my friend?
What is real, my friend? (Our leader is threatening war. He don’t understand this world. Old countries want face to face talks. Every place in this world is different in customs. Real leaders… Continue reading
The Gospel told by a common man
(A old poem written years ago. Seem we got more twisted and confused led my weak leaders. Time for less government and for the… Continue reading
Utopia of the pen and the paper
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading
Divine Nature
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading
Thankful
Thankful I saw my face in the mirror at Chucky‘s Cheese. I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was fifty one years old.… Continue reading