Our world… Old world, new world.
Our world…Old world, new world. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old world, new world Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets… Continue reading
Our world…Old world, new world. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old world, new world Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets… Continue reading
Colors (The new world is here. Let’s be kind to each. Call someone you miss. Help the people you can. I pray our leaders are helping our brothers and sisters countries. Be a… Continue reading
California poetry- Write down your wishes and prayers (I burned sage today and I wrote on a sheet of paper, Then I burned the paper, release to the sky. Please lord of… Continue reading
Riders on the storm “Bad dream again, confusion blasting my thoughts, I am fighting in the chaos of my dreams. Why is my world falling into madness? All I can do is pray,… Continue reading
If I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone once. Looking for a ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide the… Continue reading
For Heather Heyer The world is crying Heather Heyer stood with college kids and the people in Charlotteville. One world and one people. They didn’t accept the disease of hate.… Continue reading
Susana Chávez I remember you. Dear Poet. Brave and kind woman, you tried to save the forgotten women on the Mexican border. Dear Susana. Your words are left and we, who were… Continue reading
Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend. We are walking on a dangerous edge. Nuclear Winter, new sickness and… Continue reading
Dear Joan Thank you dear lady of kindness, lady of peace. Beautiful and kind Joan Baez. You stood for love, today and yesterday. I love your face of today and of yesterday.… Continue reading
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness.… Continue reading