Tag Archive: History

It is cut and dried.

It is cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old words still mean the same.                      It is cut and dried. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke… Continue reading

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Blind fury.

Blind fury A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I’m tire of war. How many more will die for the greed of war? Who will learn new tears that won’t ever end?         Blind fury Is… Continue reading

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The Seven Sisters Cliffs of Dover.

The Seven Sisters Cliffs of Dover. My father left my world in January 2020. A WW2 veteran, he stood with his brothers. He went willingly to war and he knew the cost, could… Continue reading

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31 March 2026 thoughts. Lessons, we must learn.

31 March 2026 thoughts. Lessons, we must learn. 1- I am an old man now. I will be 68 years old soon and in-kind dreams. I remember beautiful faces, wonderful places and gentle… Continue reading

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My father never cried or healed.

My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him, and I saw in his eyes.… Continue reading

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Dance of ugly dreams and nightmares. No-one wins in war.

Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I’m sixty-seven-year-old. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate?                            Dance of ugly… Continue reading

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Burning sage for no violence.

(Michigan Republicans wants a new law. No license to carry weapons. How is it working in Texas? An old poem. Killed and shot many in Austin, Texas last week. I believe. You are… Continue reading

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My prayers for peace and an amazing song for peace.

Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He said a prayer, an old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading

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One earth and one people.

One people.. (Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible War would end… Continue reading

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Stand-up for the right things.

Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds. Franklin D. Roosevelt Democracy cannot succeed unless those who express their choice are prepared to choose wisely. The real safeguard… Continue reading

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