Tag Archive: war

Old man wisdom “It is cut and dried.”

It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same.                     It is cut and dried. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern. Drinking his rum… Continue reading

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We must stand our ground and do the right things. “The whore bath”

(Right or wrong decisions. We must learn to live with them) The whore bath A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must think and make wise decisions. The whore bath Large shining teeth.… Continue reading

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What is life? A race or a walk? “The wild and the tamed”

The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear?                             The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading

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“Blood and wine”

Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.                        Blood and wine. Most of us are just… Continue reading

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“Divine nature”

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading

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Written in 1987, same world and problems. “Am I dead or alive?”

Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                              Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

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Knocking’ on heaven’s door

    Knocking’ on heaven’s door Dear brothers and sisters. What have we done?  War are alive and well. Hate and separation is create a pot of dead man stew where no-one can… Continue reading

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“The walls and the damn mirror”

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                            The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading

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One of my favorite. “Ancient floors”

Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better. The broken roads leave me spiraling in the… Continue reading

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Like father

Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come… Continue reading

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