Category Archive: prayer

A Memorial day poem. Just men

Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My first task was… Continue reading

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A memorial day poem. “A soldier prayer”

The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.   The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and… Continue reading

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When the war is over and Lay down your guns

Missing pieces I saw the great storms. 15,000 Soldiers standing their ground. They were willing to fight and die for old Glory. I stood with my friends and we were waited for the… 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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“Song of the dead and the song of the living”

Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading

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“Blood and wine”

Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.                        Blood and wine. Most of us are just… Continue reading

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Knocking’ on heaven’s door

    Knocking’ on heaven’s door Dear brothers and sisters. What have we done?  War are alive and well. Hate and separation is create a pot of dead man stew where no-one can… Continue reading

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A prayer for peace

  (A prayer for peace)   Brother peace, sister love. I had sat by graves of 20,000 Soldiers killed in World War two outside of Paris.  Men who died for freedom. The last… Continue reading

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“What will be left?”

What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.   What will be left?I took my children to the lake. Signs are posted.… Continue reading

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“Sins of our father”

Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence.   Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading

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