‘The dance”
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could have… Continue reading
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Beautiful Laura
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea I sat in a field of wildflowers. The… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry-Grandson asked
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading
Memorial poetry -At peace at last
At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at… Continue reading
Salute old Glory
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry-Two good men
Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written. Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman… Continue reading
I love the word freedom.
FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to… Continue reading
The existence of love
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
Why do we write?
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading
One of my favorites.–Anything goes
Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading