Category Archive: family

“The canvas of love”

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading

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Please come home to me.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story.                       Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told… Continue reading

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Remember our Soldiers. Many are in harms way. Prayer we bring home. Safe and sound.

At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at… Continue reading

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“One more day”

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall… Continue reading

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“Everything”

Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need?                                  Everything If I lost everything. Would  I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is… Continue reading

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Define war? How do you teach a child. Why men are killed in war?

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                     Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading

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Old man wisdom “It is cut and dried.”

It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same.                     It is cut and dried. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern. Drinking his rum… Continue reading

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“Relish and relinquish”

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                            … Continue reading

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War. What is it good for? Nothing.

Short poetry about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence.                              What is left? The dead will not rise. War steal the best from us. Who remember the… Continue reading

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“I used to be”

I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to… Continue reading

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