Dear Father

Powerful and wonderful words shared.

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Two brothers….

Two Brothers A Poem by Coyote PoetryI learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. Written in 1989 Two brothers… Continue reading

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Thankful…

Thankful I saw my face  in the mirror at Chucky’s Cheese.I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was sixty two years. Watching my Grandchildren. Jaden seventh birthday was today.His… Continue reading

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NOTES LEFT BEHIND

Originally posted on IT'S POETRY. IT'S HISTORY.:
You once asked meif I love you to the moon and back,ORif I am as fulfilled with you,as the sky satisfies mewith its vivid…

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Love and hate…

A Poem by Coyote PoetryI wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind.                      Love and Hate…  She… Continue reading

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“A crimson sun” #poem #poetry #verse

Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
A crimson sun bloomed in the sky Late one afternoon At the hour when dusk Settles over the realm Like an opulent magnolia tree At the height of summer Afore autumn summons From beauty…

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Father’s eyes..

Father’s eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes.                        Father’s eyes and anger….                        7 April 2009    (Part one. Wiser and smarter… Continue reading

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Eleven Past Eleven

Originally posted on Hokus Grey:
? The leaves fall better in September, then they are gone by the middle of November, when we stand in the snow and we remember; the fallen ones…

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True love, give all.

True love, gives all. Sixty five years together.He stood by my grandmother with his hand in her hand.His loving eyes never leaving her beautiful face. He shopped daily at the Farmer Jacks and bought her… Continue reading

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Reflecting…

Originally posted on The Wanderer's Thoughts…:
Falling snow tells a story My life and it’s glory, North wind scatters memories I have moved on with new discoveries Silence is gold, Thoughts of…

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