Monthly Archive: July, 2022

Beautiful LeAnn Rimes morning songs…

“When we know love, when we know kindness. When we lead with concern and we listen the people near. Love will kill the emotions of hate.”

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Mercy…

Mercy A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Three lines poems.                                                   … Continue reading

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The boardwalk…

The boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading

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Beautiful Karliene needed song. And some poetry.

The Gypsy moon.. 1- Please listen to the song of nature, she is bleeding, she is dying. Mother Earth, giver of the water, giver of the plants and the giver of the clean… Continue reading

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The irony of  a love tale, maybe love, maybe not?

The irony of  a love tale, maybe love, maybe not?  She told me. The irony of a love tale, maybe love, maybe not? She told me, Fickle I am, fickle I was. I… Continue reading

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Love is, just another four letter word..

Love is, just another four letter word… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July new poetry thirty-five…  The word, Love is. Just another four letter word…  She was so tire of the useless words spoken… Continue reading

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You are the love of my life…

You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.                          You are the love of my life… Once… Continue reading

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Short poetry for war…

1- What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people in the mass graves? 2- Children cry, Soldiers die.. Old friend, you were killed in Iraq.So… Continue reading

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The dance of sweet dreams and my nightmares…

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

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The fragrance of time…

The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading

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