Monthly Archive: January, 2022

Dreams of sweet dreams and nightmares….

Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI’m old today. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate?                           Dance of sweet… Continue reading

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The animal….

The animal. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWho is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? (Germany death camp 1945.) Men of hate keep a-coming. Who will stop them? If we don’t… Continue reading

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Would God Judge me?

A amazing poem shared. We are more the same than different.

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I was only nineteen…

 I was just nineteen…15,000 days ago, he was a soldier. He learns the soldier’s minute, fight or die? kill or run?Young man thought he was saving his world, he came home, was called… Continue reading

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The willow tree….

The willow trees….. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading

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Only you….

Only you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry for love                                Only you… I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely and… Continue reading

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I try to remember….

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                         I try to remember… I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded … Continue reading

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Quiet echos and secluded places..

Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places… The coffee shop poet told the young listener.Great oceans… Continue reading

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We are born to live…

We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetryA new day, a new opportunity                                   We are born… Continue reading

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Cigarettes, sweet wine and you…

Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time                                    Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading

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