Tag Archive: Poem

Kindness.

My grandmother told me often. The greatest sin is to kill someone hope. Take away their dreams. We cannot bury someone with anger and unkind words. Love is never meanness, love is never… Continue reading

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Nothing could stop me.

Nothing could stop me. Was a warm Summer day in Germany. And I saw a beautiful German girl. Blond hair, long legs, a white summer dress and the sweetest smile. Nothing could stop… Continue reading

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Where have the Ojibwa gone?

“Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it was… Continue reading

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2500 miles away from you.

2500 miles away from you A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We hope distance and separation can make sadness forgotten. It doesn’t.                             2500 miles from you… On a Winter day in 1989. We said… Continue reading

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Who is right? Who is wrong?

Who is right? Who is wrong? Do we remember the reasons for war? The victor can remember and the dead people/ dear cities and homeless have no place to go and they are… Continue reading

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I drink the whiskey and I write and I remember.

I drink the whiskey, I write and I remember. I chased her, she chased me. We didn’t know we were just babies reaching for a miracle. I drink the whiskey now; I write… Continue reading

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Kiss me once, kiss me a hundred more times. And a lovely Doris Day song.

Kissed me once, kissed me twice. We learn too late. We can’t have everything we wanted. The chronicle of life can be un-fair. And we learn, somethings cannot be forgiven. Just accepted. Once… Continue reading

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Please come to me on a Summer day.

Please come to  me on a Summer day. The prettiest gal in Germany told me. Please come to me on a Summer day. We can drink the summer wine and we can dance… Continue reading

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If you go away.

If you go away.. 1- We didn’t know, kind love was near, we didn’t know. Love blossom like a flower, appeared in the Spring of our life and can be forgotten in the… Continue reading

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Dear Nicole.

(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole. I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading

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