“Folly”
Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. We can ascend and we can… Continue reading
Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. We can ascend and we can… Continue reading
The silence and the sea Blessed is the man who knew regret and he learn from it. Lucky is the man who loses the emotion of rage, learn to live in the splendor… Continue reading
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day. We… Continue reading
Payment due my friend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Payment due my friend I sat daily by the Lake St. Clair lake. I watched the boats go by and I… Continue reading
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading
Of And On Wants A Chapter by Stonz P. A translation from the lost diary of Aloysius Scherpule: 06/10/1765 OF AND ON WANTS What should pærents want from a child? Today’s pærents… Continue reading
The fierce desire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of hunger. Some lead us to paradise and some lead us to hell. The fierce desire Old man sat by the sea… Continue reading
Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need? Everything If I lost everything. Would I become afraid? We live in a time.… Continue reading