Monthly Archive: July, 2023

Dreams, wishes and reality..

Dreams, wishes and reality. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Looking back in time. We realize we had a good life.                                 Dreams, wishes and reality… Best days in a life are simple and free.Good… Continue reading

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A old poem. Same meaning today. Solitude and seclusion..

Solitude and seclusion. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Easy to be blind then see the real world?                                  Solitude and seclusion… (Man is weak by his own hand, for he has refashioned God’s into… Continue reading

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Coyote spirit..

Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left.  Coyote spirit.. (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held… Continue reading

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Big Sur and Alisa Fineman. Please listen to her amazing song.

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Twisted city. Part eight.

Twisted city. Part eight. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  The epic tale had just began.  Twisted city. Part eight… Jack told Coyote. Thank you for the good drink. I been in a cell for… Continue reading

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HAPPINESS DELIGHT

Originally posted on A GIRL OUT OF THE ORDINARY:
Recipe: Happiness Delight Ingredients: 1 cup of Gratitude 2 cups of Positivity 3 tablespoons of Kindness 1 teaspoon of Self-care 1 tablespoon of Purpose…

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Love, did whisper to me on Summer day. And a amazing new singer Barbra Ann.

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A empty book..

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                   An empty book… An empty book is a lonely story.The… Continue reading

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The animal..

The animal. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Who is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner?  The prisoners may seem weak and controlled.   Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked..

Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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