Monthly Archive: August, 2022

Your love’s, like heroin…

 Your love’s, like Heroin… Lace and silk, whiskey and sin, pain and misery we loved. I loved to watch you paint your beautiful face and I told you. You are a natural beauty.… Continue reading

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The old soldier..

The old Soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry  Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading

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Secret love and hidden wants…

Secret love and hidden wants… Fiery eyes woman watched the Poet read his words at the Poetry reading at the Monterey coffee house.Her sweet voice like sweet honeys asked him as he sat… Continue reading

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The walls and the damn mirrors…

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                             The walls and the damn mirrors.. My father told… Continue reading

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My lovely Marcella. My muse by the sea.

My lovely Marcella. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry               My lovely Marcella. My muse by the sea. Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages with one sweet… Continue reading

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Tattoos..

  Tattoos The pretty lady had  many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe… Continue reading

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One more day…

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Wars need to end. No-one win in war.  Twenty one gun salute…                         Loyalty                        Duty                        Respect                        Selfless service                        Honor                        Integrity                        Personal courage                      (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading

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It is alright my friend. Karma is a fair judge…

It is alright my friend. Karma is a fair judge. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need peace and calm. Need to put away the anger.                             It is alright my friend. Karma is… Continue reading

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I understand why we protect the wildflowers now..

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I lost a good friend to war in August 2004.… Continue reading

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Wisdom of the Medicine wheel…

Wisdom of the Medicine wheel..  I have been  lucky.  Many kind Native Americans took me under their wings and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call Native… Continue reading

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