Category Archive: coyote poet

Dying, lying and you..

  Dying, lying and you Last house near the lake. Was our place to rest. We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the quiet lake rarely, for we loved… Continue reading

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The quiet man spoke..

  The quiet man spoke My mentor, my friend. You drank till you could no-more. Five D.W.I’s, left you walking and I was blessed to able to know you. You were a 35… Continue reading

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Sugar and spice..

Sugar and spice         You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear… Continue reading

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Let’s pretend my lover..

Let’s pretend my lover   Once we were Hemingway and Agnes. We drank, we made love and we had enough.   The damn Spring was looming near and I saw in your eyes.… Continue reading

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My Ojibwa Grandmother chant..

 My Ojibwa Grandmother Chant My dear Ojibwa Grandmother with sad eyes would chant songs of ancient times. I still can hear them in sweet dreams where I was safe and free, I remember… Continue reading

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The lady of the lake..

 Lady of the lake ——————————————————————————————- We loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, we loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the lake, whispered… Continue reading

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My Summer day wish

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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Tender Loving Care

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading

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A day at Metro Beach

  A Day at Metro Beach, Michigan       Perfect weather, open beach. The clouds create artwork to be seen. Children playing, parent waiting. These are the best days. Easy days, simple… Continue reading

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Sometime we must steal and loan kisses…

 Sometime we must steal and loan kisses Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin’s tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat. Once she wanted everything and more,now she need the Long… Continue reading

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