Tag Archive: politics

Everybody knows..

(I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion and feelingsfrom people who lived a long life.) “Everybody knows” Mr. President. Did you see the food prices?Poor people making… Continue reading

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Utopia of the pen and the paper..

Utopia of the pen and the paper. In the sixties. There was a good dream.We support to be working 32 hours a week and enjoying art, poetry and music by the year 2000.The… Continue reading

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Do not go into the night quiet my friend.

Where today are the Pequot Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pokanoket, and many other once powerful tribes of our people They have vanished before the avarice and the oppression of the… Continue reading

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Stand up for the right things..

Stand up for the right things.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Quiet, peace, solitude and loneliness. Places and traces of what we were and are.  Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners… Continue reading

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Stand by me..

Stand by me.. ( Old words with same meaning today. Time for the good people to unite to stop hate, racism and separation. We must make a safe world for every child.) Someone… Continue reading

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Stand for the right things..

Stand for the right things.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Quiet, peace, solitude and loneliness. Places and traces of what we were and are.  Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of… Continue reading

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The valley of the gun..

The valley of the gun… 1-  Is death sweet? Do we go easily into the final sleep? Without struggle. Do the dead cities talk? They do. They are killing women and children in… Continue reading

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The last man standing…

The last man standing A Poem by Coyote PoetryNot a happy story. A story to create logic and questions my friend.                                The last person standing… (This is the way the world ends   … Continue reading

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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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Heal, not kill…

“Peace comes from within.  Do not seek it without.”― Gautama Buddha Heal, not kill The world had turn blood red. Where are the voices of calm and peace? Brother killing brother in Iraq. Who… Continue reading

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