Category Archive: war

Turn stone to flesh

Turn stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh… Continue reading

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Measure and weight

Measure and weight                         A Poem by Coyote Poetry What make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love… Continue reading

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Stone face man

The stone face man                             A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to… Continue reading

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A dance with Death

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind.                            … Continue reading

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Martin Luther King Jr. dreams and hope must be kept alive

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=UK8Z3i3aTq4#t=0 Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns and hate… Continue reading

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A empty book. I recommend travel, to test life and laugh often.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading

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Coffee shop conversation

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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What will I remember?

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and once only

                                                  Sweet Brigitte She kissed me once and once… Continue reading

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Russian roulette

(You must know misery to appreciate pleasure.) Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.… Continue reading

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