Category Archive: coyote poetry

Dead flowers

Dead flowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words [youtube                                 Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and… Continue reading

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“Ravishing beauty dancing alone.”

Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to break down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone We will masquerade  as many… Continue reading

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“A woman, like you”

A woman, like you.       A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading my poetry from 1993. Made me think of a good memory and good time.                           A woman. like you. Me… Continue reading

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“Dreaming of Texas”

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading

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Concrete angel

Concrete angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My… Continue reading

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“Leather and lace”

Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and… Continue reading

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My Ann Arbor

Ann Arbor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The drunken poet drank his  Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double… Continue reading

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Write, write and write come more-Reflections

Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words have great power. Use them well.                               Reflection Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering… Continue reading

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Blessed be the the lovers

Blessed be the lovers Sweet bliss of the sweet kiss. Kind lovers rejoice in the tender touch of skin to soft skin. Where lovers roam into wild and dangerous places.  Fugitives for the… Continue reading

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“Drunk man calling”

Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories.        Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading

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