Category Archive: prayer

Stand by me

Stand by me A Poem by Coyote Poetry No-one is a mountain. We need bridges to hope and peace. Stand by me They murdered Christians and Muslims in Asia. They murdered Muslims and… 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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Last person standing

Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend.                                Last person standing I had a bad dream. A realistic… Continue reading

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Mother Nature Game of Chess by Writer cafe writer Leahianne Conway

   A Poem by Leahianne Conway             Mother Natures Game Of Chess A Poem by Leahianne Conway   Standing in the dead of the moonlight I can feel… Continue reading

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The world must heal. Not kill. “Am I dead or alive?

              Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                                Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion.Describe love.Describe… Continue reading

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A mad man prayer

        A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I dreamed you were calling me.Bringing me into the heat of your… Continue reading

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Ride

           Ride A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lana Del Rey song and energy. Make me wish to break free and celebrate being alive again.                                 Ride True freedom… Continue reading

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What is happening to Mother India?

What is happening to mother India? A Poem by Avanthika When the whole world prays for gaza, am afraid they are unable to look at themselves. Before we point our fingers on our… Continue reading

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“Never again” Sweet words forgotten too quickly.

                      Never again   Plus jamais   Nie wieder     What have we learn?     What road are we on?  … Continue reading

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