Without a whisper. We should of begs for mercy for the innocent.

Without a whisper. We should of begs for mercy for the innocent. Careless men talk of dead men and woman. Like a inventory of old car parts. Only lost 10 soldiers. A good month… Read More →

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I wanted everything and I needed nothing.

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Read More →

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Sacrifice and blasphemy.

                        Freedom I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated to… Read More →

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The War Prayer by Mark Twain

  Mark Twain wrote of war with a honest pen. Please read this old poem. His words still ring strong today. Ask a old Soldier. Was there great honor in war? The answer… Read More →

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celebrate Earth Day ~ Monday 22 April 2013

Reblogged from my heart's love songs: ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ celebrate  Earth  Day Monday  22  April  2013 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ⋆ if  you can’t do it Monday, do something Saturday or Sunday it’s not too late… Read More →

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On a dark night/Es una noche osura

                            On a dark night-Es una noche oscura  (En la noche dichosa). On that happy night. I saw you walk into my room.  You are standing alone. (Non  tanto mirara su mucha beldad en mi… Read More →

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Human Landscape – a picture book

Soldier with childSoldier with child via Human Landscape – a picture book.

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America the beautiful

(We must set the example for the world. USA is a mix of all races. Time for the people of the USA to unite and demand change. Create new jobs and hope. Quit… Read More →

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Father’s burden.

Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden (My father  was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Read More →

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My beautiful Beatrice.

My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.                                My beautiful Beatrice.… Read More →

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