Little boy blue.
Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever. Little boy blue Little boy blue lost in… Continue reading
Category Archive: sadness
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Sweet red wine.
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines… Continue reading
Love and hate..
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry I wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be… Continue reading
Please don’t forget me.
A young writer on Writer’s Cafe had left us. She taught us to respect and enjoy the word. Her name is Jade Innes. A new Angel is in heaven. I hope she… Continue reading
Peace, mercy and forgiveness.
Death Valley United States Soldiers graveyard outside of Paris. Peace, mercy and forgiveness. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Forgiveness and the lost of hate. Is mercy for our spirit. Can’t live in… Continue reading
The things we do.
(War is a sin my friend. John Denver.) The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel. I believe some deeds in life can’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie. She stood in… Continue reading
You have saved me.
You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none. It is a hard world today. I re-blog this poem. Family and… Continue reading
Am I dead or alive?
Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987. Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading
Peace
Peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Please listen to the video. His words mean more today then 29 years years ago. John Denver – Peace http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpO0lsTQSs0 Peace There is a name for war… Continue reading
Broken bones and unkempt promises.
Broken bones and unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. Broken bones and unkempt promises Fools’ dances in… Continue reading