The echoes of yesterday.

The echoes of yesterday.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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July poetry number one...

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The echoes of yesterday...
I wonder do we listen to the echoes?
The echoes of yesterday, I can hear them whispering to me. Be kind.
The echoes of tomorrow telling me. Walk softly with a gentle voice.
Once a kind woman held me closely and she told me. Writers must write, the poet must create songs of poetry into the late night and the singers, they must sing their song to the rising moon and the falling sun. We are just pieces of a never-ending puzzle. Trying to make our way out of the chaos and find a safe place to rest.
I told her. You are right and we are puzzles needing someone to assist us to learn, where we should be. I do hear my mentors voices. My grandfather telling me, slow and easy does it. My dear grandmother telling me. Always be kind to everyone. Now I gather the echoes of yesterday, the echoes of today and I try to be a good man.
I tell the kind woman. Dear Morningstar. Thank you for your friendship.
Coyote

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The echoes of our yesterday define our today’s
For if we never learnt from past echoes we would not be who we have evolved into
Love this poem thanks John
My grandfather who I lived with always said ‘what is is ‘ it’s simple but his echo stuck and mum always said it too now my oldest boy 35 says at end of his sentences ‘it is what it is ‘and he never heard the grandfather or my moms sayings so strange
Thanks John

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Coyote Poetry

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Those old words and sayings. They do stay with us dear Julie. Thank you for reading and the comment.



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Being a good man is important. Sometimes its all your can do. It can get you out of bad situations in a hurry. We all should do our best and yes we are all a jigsaw puzzle.

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Coyote Poetry

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You are right Ranger Kessel. A difficult puzzle to finish.
The echoes of our yesterday define our today’s
For if we never learnt from past echoes we would not be who we have evolved into
Love this poem thanks John
My grandfather who I lived with always said ‘what is is ‘ it’s simple but his echo stuck and mum always said it too now my oldest boy 35 says at end of his sentences ‘it is what it is ‘and he never heard the grandfather or my moms sayings so strange
Thanks John

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Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Those old words and sayings. They do stay with us dear Julie. Thank you for reading and the comment.
Hello John;
When I need a poetic voice to talk of late nights and love ... yours is the one I seek out.
Many dreams fill the night now ... some good ... others not.

Thanks for writing my friend ... your words are welcome.

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Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Thank you Ted for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.
Grandparents are always right, listen to their echoes; the world is chaotic and it is crucial to find a place of peace where we , as poets can write and learn and where we can devote ourselves to the one another and always be kind to each other as well.then our minds will fit in the puzzle of life.
Nice write, John
Best, B

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Coyote Poetry

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Thank you dear Betty and Happy July 4th.
Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

You’re welcome! And you too!
Best
B.
I listen to echoes of yesterday until I get crazy and want to turn off the music that played regrets for me.
Friendship is a kindness returned..
Love when returned...we can hear it over and over...
echoes of....what we might want to hear again.
I am not sure I want to.
this poem describes me...
be kind...yes be kind...

perhaps it will come back to us.

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Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

I agree Jacob. I do believe kindness bring kindness. Thank you for reading and the comment.
Yes, this is very true. Do we listen to our echos and do we learn from them for future reference. I lack in that area. I have been married five times. So I guess I totally forgot my echoes. The only echo I remember is my dad telling me I could not raise two kids by myself. I eventually found out he was wrong. I did it and did a good job at it, once I quit marrying. Are you more creative at night when I woman is holding you closely and do you take heed at what she says. Poetry does make for good songs. Especially country and western songs. You sound like you got poetry on the mind most of the time. That is great. Keep up the good work.

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Coyote Poetry

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Hello Linda. Six times married. My mother was marry five times and my father four. I have one wife, .. read more
Linda Stinson Wells

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You are welcome. My hat is off to you on the married one time. I wish I could say that. Have a great.. read more
I like this!! The echoes of yesterday guide our today’s and tomorrow’s. If they are good echoes, as you have identified then, they will guide you well. We should all look back and recall our echoes. Get rid of the bad ones and only use the good ones to guide us into the future. Well done friend. Temp

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Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

I agree dear Temp. Thank you for reading and the comment.
Temperance

1 Month Ago

You’re welcome. T.

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