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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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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Never again

  Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war. How many massacres since? How many people murdered for their religion, color… Continue reading →

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“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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Black boy down

Black boy down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time we surpass the color of skin. It is 2014, brothers and sisters.                              Black boy down Another kid killed in the USA. Media described… Continue reading →

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A witness to life

A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts and… Continue reading →

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Pray for Brittany Maynard

  Dear Brittany I don’t know you. But I know you are important to many. I have prayed for you and I will keep praying. Dear lord of life and death. Need a… Continue reading →

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Death, suicide and hope and a prayer

Death, suicide and hope and a prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem and prayer for Brittany Maynard.                                    Death, suicide and hope and a prayer Understand death? I don’t know what… Continue reading →

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Part one. Series for tales for Halloween. “Don’t look for things you don’t want to find.”

Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                 Don’t look for things you don’t want to… Continue reading →

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Little truth

Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leave us blind and dumb.                               Little truth Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won… Continue reading →

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