Category Archive: coyote poetry

Happy Father day- Like father

Like father.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Blood of father flowed in my vein and I can see his face.  Living life taught me. Being a father is great responsibility. With age,… Continue reading

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‘Something shouldn’t be beheld or touched’

(Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo)   Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched   You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your embrace. I want… Continue reading

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Some poetry

Unforgettable I found you waiting, holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility. Your eyes rose up and you asked me. Was I okay? I told you. I create an… Continue reading

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‘She crazy’

My father. He  loved the rum and the gin,  he loved the women too. He was a rolling stone who wanted the long highway and the new places. Home, was the place where… Continue reading

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Keep you’

Keep you   I remember the day you saved me. Your gentle eyes of hazel green saw me and you caressed my face with your soft hands and you whispered. “Been too long… Continue reading

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‘The waltz of the angels’

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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‘He remembered love’

He remembered love   Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking the biking path, her eyes of sea-water blue and her soft smile lost in kind… Continue reading

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‘You saved me’

You saved me   You have saved me   I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos. Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world.   Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw… Continue reading

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‘The tarot cards’

          The tarot cards   I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road outside of Sarajevo. I have been having a dream about a Gypsy woman.… Continue reading

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‘Dead-end’

Dead ends   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature.   Dead-ends Brothers told… Continue reading

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