Monthly Archive: February, 2022

Angela…

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.              Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading

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a harpoon through the head

Originally posted on The Lexicon:
Nail me like Christ          to your wall of shame     spare me the flailing           & submit to reason     I am perilously unhappy           here.        there.         and everywhere                [garishly]      …

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Midnight rendezvous…

Midnight rendezvous…    Kind women are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.”  My old heart and… Continue reading

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didn’t we dance?

Originally posted on Troubador of Verse:
(The story of a 1981 downtown Sacramento marathon poetry reading) ***** Recorded Poem: https://www.dropbox.com/s/uvbviquockbxd7f/didn%27t%20we%20dance.wav?dl=0 ***** didn’t we dance? i guess i shouldstart at the endsince it’s magicwith…

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I will return my love…

I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.”   Prayer for peace..                     Guns and… Continue reading

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She was a diamond….

She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.  She was a  Diamond…                                20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts… Continue reading

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Too late for forgiveness…

(Two of my brothers who committed suicide. One in 1988, one in 1989.) Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A sad one. If you feel death is more important then life.… Continue reading

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The gray whale…

The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry  A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive.                        The gray whale…..   (For Leona. A missed and dear friend.)… Continue reading

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | no. 2:10 – You don’t remember her weeping like the rain…

Please read the amazing poetry. More to be read also.

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POEMS

Originally posted on Krista Marson:
Endings I lived my whole lifeto get to this ledge,this precipicethat I am ready to spring forth,carry on,leave all else behind me.There is no sound hereno sights,no smells.It…

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