Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares.
Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m old today. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate? Dance… Continue reading
Category Archive: war
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Two good men.
Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written.Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman are… Continue reading
At peace at last.
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
Shadows of war. (Memorial day is coming. Remember the old and new Soldiers.)
Shadows of war A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart. Shadows of war. I was… 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
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace.
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off? Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Wishing, hoping and… Continue reading
The Medicine wheel.
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading
Solitude and seclusion.
Solitude and seclusion. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blind then see the real world? Solitude and seclusion. (Man is weak by his own hand, for he has refashioned God’s… Continue reading
Old Painter at the beach boardwalk.
Old Painter at the beach boardwalk. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the old ones. Can enlighten the mind and heart. Old painter on the beach boardwalk Old man… Continue reading
What will be left. (My Earth day poem.)
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are… Continue reading