Tag Archive: Stuttgart

She wore flowers in her hair

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading

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If I was the King of the forest.

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading

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If I was the King of the forest.

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading

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Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais.

Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  (A old man wanted to thank a American Soldier.)  Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (The old man spoke with… Continue reading

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