The New York city lights

The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took… 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 God The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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When God laughs

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading

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Poesy

Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today. Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading

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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.                … Continue reading

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Mercy

Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading

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Piece by piece.. A beautiful Kelly Clarkson song.

Piece by piece. I remember my father. He tried his best and he couldn’t win. I remember my mother. She lost her way a few times and she always got back-up. We are… Continue reading

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The dance.. We must dance till we cannot.

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.

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The sparkles in your eyes…

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Tender loving care…

Tender loving care.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                       Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading

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Poetry for Mother Nature.

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Please play me the waltz of the angels..

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The road not taken, by Robert Frost and Poetry for living.

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Brick, upon another brick..

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She remembers.

Originally posted on A writers' Achilles heel:
who sees me and sees me? who here has the eyes to embrace me? am i dead to you and is my death justified in the…

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