Tag Archive: God

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Let it be.

Let it be.                Old man sitting alone.                Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove.                You can see the Pacific ocean forever.                Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea.                He write… Continue reading →

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Blood in, blood out.

Blood in, blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry An eye for an eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my friend?… Continue reading →

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God’s going to cut you down.

I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are dead. What is left? God’s going to… Continue reading →

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Passing through.

Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading →

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I can show you God.

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on”                                   I can show you God. (Please question the leader who don’t want to feed the poor… Continue reading →

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Divine Nature.

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us for… Continue reading →

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I can show you God.

  I can show you God A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust thoughts and things to ponder on                                   I can show you God… The great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew… Continue reading →

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One tin soldier.

One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading →

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The songs of the seasons.

The song of fall. Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is sick with pollution.No… Continue reading →

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Are we crazy the people of this world?

Are we crazy the people of this world? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I worry for the children. What will be left for them?  (The white people think we do not know their value,… Continue reading →

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