Tag Archive: Family

Silence and listen

                             Two brothers who committed suicide. Silence and listen A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to listen.… Continue reading

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Some days are better

Some days are better A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem about life and a good day Some days are better Old age had taught me. Bad days become less painful. Struggles make… Continue reading

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The shadows of war

Shadows of war     I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South… Continue reading

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No winners in war “Killed and killed”

Father died in 1996 at 61 years old. The war could not leave him. Heal, my friend. Not kill. Father song was hard and sweet. He fought hard, loved hard and died too… Continue reading

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For Grandpa (Happy Father’s day)

For Grandpa A Poem by Coyote Poetry Happy father’s day                         For Grandpa (Written for my Grandfather in June of 1980. Was posted in his kitchen till his death.) Time had surpass. I… Continue reading

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Like father

                                        Big Surf rocks Like Father A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become… Continue reading

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A prayer for peace

Peace and calm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Too much violence and hate. Who will show us the way to peace?                                      A prayer for peace and calm I pray daily God is… Continue reading

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The simple rules

The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.                                    The simple… Continue reading

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The journey. “The Water, Sky and the Earth.”

The Water, Sky and the Earth chapter two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my story about four people trying to find their way in a confusing world. Old Earth need… Continue reading

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For Mother’s day. Memory of a Mother

Memory of a Mother (I was raised by my stepmother Sonja. A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.) Names given are earned. Not easy to become. You were a mother to… Continue reading

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