Monthly Archive: February, 2014

Purgatory Inn

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time.                                                 Purgatory Inn and no… Continue reading →

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Highway 80 west stories part two “Lana”

Highway 80 west stories part 2 “Lana” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Good to travel when you are young. Never know what you can learn when you have no final destination or rush… Continue reading →

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Irena Sendler – The Righteous Among The Nations – Yad Vashem

Irena Sendler – The Righteous Among The Nations – Yad Vashem. Smuggling Children out of the Ghetto Irena Sendler Poland Irena Sendler Tree of Irena Sendler, Yad Vashem When World War II broke… Continue reading →

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Sir Nicholas Winton

  Nicholas Winton Sir Nicholas George Winton, MBE is a British humanitarian who organized the rescue of 669 mostly Jewish children from German-occupied Czechoslovakia on the eve of the Second World War, in… Continue reading →

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The sins of our father

Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they mine… Continue reading →

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Mother didn’t blink

                    (Woman are our grandmothers, sisters, daughters and wife. We cannot accept abuse. Must be stopped as soon as possible.) Mother didn’t blink A… Continue reading →

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The threads of life. Fate and destiny

The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break.                              The threads of… Continue reading →

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I hope I make it till the Spring

                                 Two brothers who died too young. I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by… Continue reading →

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The Ancient Warrior

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace. Ancient warrior… I drove to the forest. Away from the city.… Continue reading →

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The white flag

The white flag A Poem by Coyote Poetry How many people will die before war is stopped. Each days brother killing brother. Rich countries deciding who is right or wrong?                                      The white… Continue reading →

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