A Sergeant Joyce Kilmer poem and one of my poems.

            Tree (Sergeant Joyce Kilmer. Born December 6, 1886-died in battle july 30, 1918. My favorite poem. So beautiful and true.) I think that I shall never see… Continue reading

Rate this:

Be The Peace You Want To See In The World

Originally posted on Ha! Tea 'n' Danger:
True wisdom in the words of Martin Luther King Jr. Ha! Tea 'n' Danger View original post

Rate this:

NYC – Central Park – Memorial Day Weekend (2013)

NYC – Central Park – Memorial Day Weekend (2013).

Rate this:

I remember you.

          I remember you (We can’t allow the small things to kill off all our hopes and dreams. Our children need to have something to reach for. If we… Continue reading

Rate this:

Hard times create strong people. A ancient writer’s poem and almost ancient one.

A Litany in Time of Plague Category: Writing and Poetry      Thomas Nashe, a great Poet. Needs to be remembered. His words as powerful as 400 years ago. A Litany in Time of Plague.… Continue reading

Rate this:

My Winter love

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

Rate this:

The lover, a Soldier prayer.

The Lover, a Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.… Continue reading

Rate this:

Midnight rendezvous

                  Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to see… Continue reading

Rate this:

The coyote song.

The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death. The coyote song… Continue reading

Rate this:

Wildflower dreams

Wildflower dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be among the wildflowers. Free from life problems and trying to find the freedom we once held precious. Wildflowers dreams. She was pretty as… Continue reading

Rate this: