The New York city lights

The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took… Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on”                                   I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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When God laughs

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading

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Poesy

Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading

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The Medicine wheel.

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading

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Mercy

Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading

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Regards to a memory.

Regards to a memory. I told her, love is never fair dear Abigail. Need perfect timing, being in the proper place and having the same needs. Rarely do two people meet with the same… Continue reading

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The Masquerade.

The masquerade. A New Orleans tale. Was a blue moon night in New Orleans and no-one wanted to show their real face. Beer, wine and liquor was plentiful. Women were exotic and the… Continue reading

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We will know happiness, we will know sadness.

(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty.) We will know happiness, we will know sadness. 1- Once I drank in life, once I search for new places and new faces. I left… Continue reading

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No-one comes back the same.

No-one comes back the same. (April is poetry month. New poetry number nineteen.) 1- I left you in late December and I did not look back. You were so beautiful, so kind. We… Continue reading

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Old soldiers.

(April is poetry month. New poetry number eighteen.) 1- My stepfather was a paratrooper in WW2. He was six foot in height and 200 pounds. Was a police officer for 20 plus year,… Continue reading

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Hotel California.

Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, a old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading

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Never love a broken-hearted woman.

Never love a broken-hearted woman. (April is poetry month. New poetry number seventeen.) 1- Was a sweet dream once. Prettiest gal I ever known. Befriended me and I adored her. I didn’t learn… Continue reading

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The sea and the painter.

(April is poetry month. New poetry number sixteen.) 1- She told me on a warm summer day near the Monterey Bay. I like living alone. It is my kitchen; it is my garden.… Continue reading

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We need love words. And a wonderful German song.

(April is poetry month. New poetry number fifteen.) We need love words. 1- Te amo, Ich liebe dich, Ti amo. Kindest and sweetest words, we need to hear. 2- I did not know.… Continue reading

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A Germany story of love.

(April is poetry month. New poem number fourteen.) A Germany story of love. Once upon a time, I was nineteen in 1977. Proud, strong and the world was my place to conquer. I… Continue reading

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