Tag Archive: Earth

Peace, sweet peace. We have forgotten you.

                            WW2  graveyard outside of Paris     Never again. Forgotten words.       If we have no peace,… 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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Turn stone to flesh

Turn stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh… Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on                                   I can show you GodThe great search for God is fruitless for some. I knew… Continue reading

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Ancient floors

Ancient floors A Poem by Coyote Poetry 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… Continue reading

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Pathfinder

Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face.                             Pathfinder There are many… Continue reading

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God

God A Poem by Coyote Poetry God is in our heart. In what we say and do. God is not found in the church. It is how we look at life and how… Continue reading

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Don’t look for things you don’t want to find.

Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Story by Coyote Poetry When nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                 Don’t look for things you don’t want to… Continue reading

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The brown eyes girl

                  The brown eyes girl   A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend

          A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be… Continue reading

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