Category Archive: children

The utopia of the pen and the paper

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading

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Blinded, but not dead yet

Blinded, but not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to do good… Continue reading

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For sweet Kaitlyn Rose

For sweet Kaitlyn Rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children. Sweet Kaitlyn Piensa Think Ojos claros, serenos. Bright and serene eyes. Si antes supiera. If… Continue reading

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Hold me

Hold me I’m crying and I’m dying. Once great man knew everything and he learned. He knew nothing. He made money for rich people and large companies. Forty years of work and working… Continue reading

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They who put other life above their own. True heros

Unaccompanied and Unacceptable A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver Written after learning the Conservative party voted against the UK accepting 3000 unaccompanied child refugees from Syria… Like baggage they are discarded no-one’s problem… Continue reading

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Poetry needing to be read, by a friend.

Unaccompanied and Unacceptable A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver Written after learning the Conservative party voted against the UK accepting 3000 unaccompanied child refugees from Syria… Like baggage they are discarded no-one’s problem… Continue reading

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House on the hill (Heal/not kill)

House on the hill A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. The house on the hill Teacher, teacher. You taught me. Be kind, talk politely and treat all life with respect.… Continue reading

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Umpqua (UHMP’-kwah) Community College,

Please pray, cry and remember Umpqua Community College. I pray for strength for the poor parent who have lost their children. We must pray for the children lost to hate. We must support… Continue reading

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Blood in, Blood out

Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry A eye for a eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my… Continue reading

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“Grandson asked”

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                     Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading

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