Monthly Archive: April, 2013

The sheep and the wolf.

The sheep and the wolf A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to play the hunter. Hard to be the innocence sheep. But for a moment. The sheep and the wolf The man lifts… Continue reading

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You did not leave me my friend.

              You did not leave me my friend.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Some scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them.    … Continue reading

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Forgiveness.

Forgiveness      The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I need help? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin.      I told him somethings in… Continue reading

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What is real?

What is real? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many questions are asked. Few people can speak the truth.                              Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is… Continue reading

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One man wish and a prayer.

                                                                   One man wish and a prayer.   Now I lay me down to sleep and I pray tomorrow will be a better day. Lord keep me… Continue reading

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In Monterey.

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us.         In Monterey I called you to tell you I was… Continue reading

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The Gospel told by a common man.

The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. The Gospel told by a common man Men with wife and… Continue reading

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A mother’s tears.

A mother‘s tears A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a life is lost in war. Someone is heart broken somewhere.                                                  A mother’s… Continue reading

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Dreams, wishes and reality.

Dreams, wishes and reality. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Looking back in time. We realize we had a good life. Dreams, wishes and reality. Best days in a life are simple and free.… Continue reading

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Seconds in time.

Seconds in time A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to loves one’s who died… Continue reading

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