Category Archive: children

“You are gone and I’m here”

You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon.   (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous… Continue reading

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Stand-up

Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds. Franklin D. Roosevelt Democracy cannot succeed unless those who express their choice are prepared to choose wisely. The real safeguard… Continue reading

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Silence and listen

                             Two brothers who committed suicide. Silence and listen A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to listen.… Continue reading

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“MH17…”

(A poem from a talented writer at the Writer’s cafe. Please read.) “MH17…” A Poem by Chris “Who will place a marker in the field where the children are?” “Who will place a… Continue reading

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Some days are better

Some days are better A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem about life and a good day Some days are better Old age had taught me. Bad days become less painful. Struggles make… Continue reading

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Peace, sweet peace

Peace, sweet peace. We have forgotten you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. Where are the men and women of peace? Where are the calm voices in a world gone… Continue reading

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Some places are sacred. Like wildflowers. “I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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The gathering

              Good friend lost to war with his two girls and my daughter     The gathering (Combination of a poem written in 1992 and today. Nothing… Continue reading

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Ojibwa Grandmother taught me. ” The song of the seasons.”

      The song of fall Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is… Continue reading

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You are me and I’m you

You are me and I’m you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Little separate us. All people want to live.                          You are me and I’m you People who see color, race and… Continue reading

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