Category Archive: war

Written in 1987, same world and problems. “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 pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

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“Purgatory Inn”

(melikemelis.tumblr.com)   Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early… Continue reading

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Like father

Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come… 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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Angels, muses and sirens

        Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I sacrificed everything to bring life and hope into this world. Death did not beat my dreams and hope. I… Continue reading

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Good days, good music and lost dreams of Utopia

    Dear Brothers and sisters You are gone and I’m here. We fought side by side in war and in life. I left you to fight alone. You die on a faraway… Continue reading

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We must be saved and we must save the people in need near, if we can.

You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none.                                          … Continue reading

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Two out of three ain’t bad

Two out of three ain’t bad A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Two out of three ain’t bad I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes… 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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For the City of lights, Paris.

(No place is safe. But cannot know fear. We must show the world. Freedom lived and good people will not falter. Pray for the people and the family of the city of Paris.… Continue reading

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