“Blame not the kiss
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading
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Grandmother chant
Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. Ojibwa… Continue reading
Merry Christmas
A safe place to go A Poem by Coyote Poetry Alisa Fineman. A California coastline folk singer. A woman with a beautiful voice and kind heart. A safe place to go I’m dreaming… Continue reading
“Breathe”
Breathe A Poem by Coyote Poetry You are my joy. You are everything and everything is you. Breathe You undressed with the lights on. I watched you slowly take away layers of clothing.… Continue reading
“Strangers, trains and planes”
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading
Highway poetry
Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal and I knew she was untamed… Continue reading
“The sweetest things
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty.… Continue reading
My Christmas prayer
My Christmas prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I pray for peace and the people in need. My Christmas prayer Thank you Lord of life and death. I had a safe and… Continue reading
Leather and lace
Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Leather and lace ——- The black dress Pretty lady danced alone on the Austin Texas dance floor. Tight black dress, long legs and… Continue reading
Merry Christmas-What will I remember?
What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading