Tag Archive: Peace

We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust.

                                            My Grandparent   We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to… Continue reading

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For John Denver. A missed man of hope and 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

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The missing pieces

      The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad.… Continue reading

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Books in limbo…

Books in limbo A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to the library. I requested two books. Jack London “When God laugh” and Any book written by John Dryden. I was told. Neither book… Continue reading

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Dreams, wishes and reality.

Dreams, wishes and reality. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Looking back in time. We realize we had a good life.                                Dreams, wishes and reality. Best days in a life are simple and… Continue reading

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Don’t look at me with eyes of disappointment.

                                    (If you stand for nothing worthwhile.  You will be forgotten as soon as they cover… Continue reading

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USA teaches the youth death before love. “Killer on the road.”

Killer on the road         A Poem by Coyote Poetry What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will always stay with us. Young men and woman… Continue reading

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Wisdom of the Medicine wheel One planet and one people

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

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Sir Nicholas Winton

  Nicholas Winton Sir Nicholas George Winton, MBE is a British humanitarian who organized the rescue of 669 mostly Jewish children from German-occupied Czechoslovakia on the eve of the Second World War, in… Continue reading

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In the wildflower field. I dreamed of peace. Too late for too many.

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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