The Medicine wheel.

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people.                … Read More →

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Solitude and seclusion.

Solitude and seclusion. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to be blind then see the real world?                                 Solitude and seclusion. (Man is weak by his own hand, for he has refashioned God’s… Read More →

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Soldier Boy.

(The Soldier who refuse to kill was released. He is a hero to me. You must stand for something. He did. ) Soldier boy A father told  me. His son is having problems.All… Read More →

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True love gives all.

                                                        True love gives all.                                                                       (A old memory) Sixty five years together. He still stood by my grandmother with his hand in hers. He shopped daily at the… Read More →

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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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Killer on the road.

No winner in war. Just men learning to survive the day and the memories.                Coyote Killer on the road A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good and bad we do in a life.… Read More →

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Shadows

Shadows A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can’t escape the bad or the good done in a life.                             Shadows… Read More →

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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… Read More →

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No guns in our schools.

No guns in our school. A new year is here Time to make resolutions and wishes. My fourth child will graduate next year. No security guards with guns in their schools. USA is… Read More →

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Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by the wise people in the gentle wind and is never forgotten.

Rachel Corrie Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and is never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns… Read More →

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