Brother peace, sister peace. A re-blog for the sweet word PEACE.

Brother peace, sister love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry War is alive and well. Why? English: PEARL HARBOR (Nov. 11, 2010) Naval Station Regional Ceremonial Guard conducts a 21-gun salute in honor of… Continue reading →

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For Katie and for books in limbo

Books in limbo A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to the library. I requested two books. Jack London “When God laugh” and Any book written by John Dryden. I was told. Neither book… Continue reading →

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You will always be on my mind. (Real love is never forgotten)

You are always on my mind. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us                You will… Continue reading →

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We must keep our eyes open. “I lift my eyes”

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                 I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading →

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Chapter eight. Highway 80 west stories.

Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life can be hard. Can be fair also.               Chapter eight.  Highway 80 west stories.  Findingsome kind of peace. I ran more hot water… Continue reading →

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Re-post with a edit. Russian roulette

Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.                                   Russian roulette Beautiful young woman dances… 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… Continue reading →

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Don’t look at me with eyes of disappointment.

                                    (If you stand for nothing worthwhile.  You will be forgotten as soon as they cover… Continue reading →

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A wise person don’t trip on the same spot twice. “I used to be.”

              I used to be A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments. I smile and listen. Pretend I care. I don’t believe… Continue reading →

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Good words and good people should not be forgotten. Christina May Shanaberg

(You are elsewhere now. I have our letters and words shared. You loved the word. I will keep you alive my dear friends. We can die but good people stay with us in… Continue reading →

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