Monthly Archive: August, 2017

Free Verse: Seascape of Love

Originally posted on Urban Poetry:
  A free verse poetry, “Seascape of Love.” In the mundane, in the struggles of life, in the grief of loss, we are given a special person who…

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Just quotes from the heart

Quotes from the heart.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is a good day. My third grandson will be four years old soon. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and… Continue reading →

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Wasn’t it yesterday?

Originally posted on Purplerays:
Sunrise,Sunset! “Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play? I don’t remember growing older When did they? When did she get to be…

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Poetry and photos about war

Short poetry about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence.                              What is left? The dead will not rise. War steal the best from us. Who remember the… Continue reading →

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“Change”

Change A Poem by Coyote Poetry Change is needed when we are locked in. Never know what is around the next turn?                                   Change I sat with a kid of 23 at a… Continue reading →

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“I don’t need you”

I don’t need you A Poem by Coyote Poetry words do have great power and strength. I don’t need you At the Purgatory Inn. Old men wisdom mean little. Dead men wisdom is… Continue reading →

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“The stormy sea”

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive.                         The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey… Continue reading →

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“Coffee shop conversation”

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading →

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Divided #Poetry

Originally posted on bloggerinablogworld.com:
Eyes closed Taking a deep breathe Holding it in Looking for her courage deep inside She stood up Letting the air out slowly She would not allow herself…

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“The lucky or the crazy”

The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.              The lucky or the crazy We danced… Continue reading →

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