The Seven Grandfather wisdom. Would be a better world if we lived by them.
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns… Continue reading
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Times of chaos – all over and all over again. So I write. Sometimes when I am sad (31st July, 2014) We don’t do body counts The…
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror… Continue reading