Category Archive: love

Peace

Peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Please listen to the video. His words mean more today then 29 years years ago. John Denver – Peace http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpO0lsTQSs0 Peace There is a name for war… Continue reading

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Broken bones and unkempt promises.

Broken bones and unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy.                          Broken bones and  unkempt  promises Fools’ dances in… Continue reading

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Sweet whispers.

            Sweet whispers The voice  of Leonard Cohen singing in the background. I read  words in a letter from a beautiful woman. Sweet offering of love and possibilities.… Continue reading

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A lullaby for organized chaos.

A lullaby for organized chaos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts. I hope you enjoy.                           A lullaby for organized chaos. We shall dance in heaven, earth and in hell. May… Continue reading

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Mother didn’t blink.

                       Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem.                     Mother did not blink(Abuser children and… Continue reading

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Men, whiskey and dreams of peace.

Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?                     Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Wishing, hoping and… 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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Love and hate

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem from 1978. Youth allow the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone. Thinking… Continue reading

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Memory of a Mother. (Happy Mother’s day.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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A dance with death.

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading

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