Coyote Poetry
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No cure for love.A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime looking back. The bad days don't seem so bad. |
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Ojibwa Grandmother chantA Poem by Coyote PoetryI lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. |
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In your eyesA Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness. |
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Relish and relinquishA Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is long and we must know what hold on to. |
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The lines in the sand.A Poem by Coyote PoetryCome a time where we must decide what we truly need. |
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Stone to fleshA Poem by Coyote PoetryEasy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God. |
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Measure and weightA Poem by Coyote PoetryWhat make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love we embrace and the forgiveness we must understand and accept. |
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The stone face manA Poem by Coyote PoetryEverybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway. |
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Neon highwayA Poem by Coyote PoetryEasy to be blinded and accept less. |
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Utopia of the pen and the paper.A Poem by Coyote PoetryLast freedom is the mind. Can't control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. |
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