Category Archive: war

The world weeps. A prayer and words.

The world weeps. A prayer and words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Prayers and words Everybody knows. Part two. “What peace can be, where both to one pretend.”   John Dryden “This is the… Continue reading

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My Christmas wish “Peace and calm in our world.”

Peace, sweet peace. We have forgotten you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. Where are the men and women of peace? Where are the calm voices in a world gone… Continue reading

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One gift of kindness can lead to miracles.

  One gift of kindness can create a movement of love that can lead to wave of hope and love. Heal/not kill.   Forgive/don’t hold regret.     Love/ don’t know hate This… Continue reading

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“What will I remember?”

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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“Bloody Carnival”

Bloody Carnival A Poem by Coyote Poetry HIV, Starvation and War. Hard to see the good in this world. Bloody Carnival Disoriented and disenchanted with my world around me. The carnage and blood… Continue reading

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Part three. New York city. “The Chelsea Hotel”

The Chelsea Hotel A Chapter by Coyote Poetry The third chapter. I hope you enjoy.                                    The Chelsea Hotel We were served the Lombardi’s pizza. We chose the deep-dish pizza. Recommended by the… Continue reading

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Black boy down

Black boy down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time we surpass the color of skin. It is 2014, brothers and sisters.                              Black boy down Another kid killed in the USA. Media described… Continue reading

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New York city. Part two. Central Park.

Central Park A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A day in New York                     Central Park I awoke smelling fresh coffee and pancakes/bacon being cooked. I saw Dorothy was busy in her kitchen. I… Continue reading

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New York city ( Part one)

New York city lights       I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took a leave after I arrived in the USA… Continue reading

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“She was a diamond”

  A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a  Diamond 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts to better days.… Continue reading

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