Category Archive: coyote poetry

I have no regrets

I have no regrets A Poem by Coyote PoetryBad days become less painful with time and distance.                                   No regret I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to swim in… Continue reading →

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A thousand kisses deep

A thousand kisses deep She whispered. Sweet lover please listen to my heart. I have nothing to conceal. Please take anything you need. Love isn’t free and in the madness of love. We… Continue reading →

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When I close my eyes

When I close my eyes my love The consequences of finding you was to love and need you forever. My auburn hair muse, you have driven me into madness of needing places of… Continue reading →

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“The raging water”

The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading →

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“San Francisco”

San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this… Continue reading →

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“Don’t ask for less”

Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached.                                 Don’t ask for less Echos of memories and… Continue reading →

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“I wanted everything”

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Continue reading →

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The twisted dance of love

The twisted dance of love (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the night of the Germany December. I felt the heat of tender flesh and I looked into your blue eyes.… Continue reading →

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Wildflowers dreams

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me.                            Wildflowers dream      (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading →

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“The storm”

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we want what we shouldn’t have.                                       The storm She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to… Continue reading →

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