Monthly Archive: June, 2025

My Summer day wish, my full moon blessing..

My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing — In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading

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I will steal the moon for you..

I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer.We found safe haven near the sea,small tent and sleeping bag.We drank tequila with the bitter lemon. We… Continue reading

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The song of May..

The song of May.. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading

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The nightingale song..

The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Number two poem for the month of April poetry month. A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren.         … Continue reading

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The madness train..

The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late.      The  Madness train..             I’m twisted up.            Hogties to bullshit.             I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading

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A wild bird..

A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that, “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading

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The Coyote song..

The Coyote song On a quiet nights.When the sky is clear.Lonely people wait for no-one.They pray to the moon and they make fool’s wishes.To repeat the dance  with old lovers on empty beaches.To… Continue reading

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Three line poetry.. Mercy.

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

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Beneath the willow tree..

1- You left me a unpaid debt, that must be kept. Once you promised me everything. Now you have besieged my heart and I am willing to love you, forever and a day.… Continue reading

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Things lost, things found..

Things lost, things found… My scattered memories reappear in wild dreams. I remember forgotten face, I remember forgotten places and I remember the last conversations with great people, I have known. Things lost,… Continue reading

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