The strong and the blessed
The strong and the blessed Today I am a old man. I lived in many places and I have lived many lives. I was a businessman, I was a soldier and I was… Continue reading
The strong and the blessed Today I am a old man. I lived in many places and I have lived many lives. I was a businessman, I was a soldier and I was… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall… Continue reading
My Christmas prayer Thank you Lord of life and death. I had a safe and wonderful year. My children are near and grandchildren laughter overtake my home often. I have good heath and… Continue reading
Never left Michigan Years ago. I traveled the world. I Drank wine in Basel and Paris, danced in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I… Continue reading
Play me the waltz of the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
Diamonds and gold I held wealth and traveled to the four corners of our world, I lost and gained love, I thought I knew what life and love was. I wear an old… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
(Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend.) Last person standing I had a bad dream. A… Continue reading
Dance with daughter Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park… Continue reading
Our children A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Our children “Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself” Kahlil Gibran My child, you have… Continue reading