Tag Archive: Prayer

My Ojibwa Grandma hope and wishes

I believe she wanted the old memories dead and forgotten.She lived for us children and her son. I had to go out west. Find kind elders to show me the right path.They showed… Continue reading

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Choose the road you love..

Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it.                    Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according                  to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and                 … Continue reading

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A Lake St. Clair prayer..

A Lake St. Clair prayer.. I’m far from my first love. The Pacific ocean.The Pacific ocean stole my heart years ago andshe made me yearn to be near her and wish to dance… Continue reading

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The sins of our fathers.

(My father at sixty-one in 1998. The only time, he saw my daughter. The war and boozed killed him a month later.) Father’s eyes and anger.. Is my Father’s eyes and anger.Are they… Continue reading

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One Tin Soldier..

One Tin soldier.. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading

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When the war is over..

When the war is over.. ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading

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Broken man prayer..

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.”              … Continue reading

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I will return my love..

( Death valley. Gun and bullets don’t care who they kill.) I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is… Continue reading

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My father’s burden..

(Last day with my father, Summer 1996.) He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things.     My father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My father taught me to appreciate… Continue reading

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Liar’s prayer..

Liar’s prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Reading ancient writers and computer was down. Started writing some new poetry. I hope you enjoy.                                   Liar’s prayer… My kind and new friend. We sat together in the… Continue reading

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