Category Archive: activism and peace work

A Sunday prayer…

A Sunday prayer (Our world is quiet. The coronaviras create a new world. Old world wasn’t right. We learn the hard way. Boundaries mean nothing. I pray the new world, we learn. To… Continue reading

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Who am I now?

 Who am I now? 1992 2019 We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some… Continue reading

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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

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Happy poetry day- Colors

 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

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Write down your wishes and prayers..

    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

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Killer on the road…

 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

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If I had magic…

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

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For Heather Heyer, for International women day.

    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

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For Susana Castillo Chávez, For international women day.

 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

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Last person standing….

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

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