Category Archive: coyote poetry

“I’m no-one and you are everything.

I’m no-one and you are everything   A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men… Continue reading →

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“The color of love”

The color of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The color of love Dear lover. You made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in… Continue reading →

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“If I wa the king of the forest”

IF I was the king of the forest.             A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest.… Continue reading →

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Look at me. See me

Look at me. See me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry War, what is good for? Nothing. Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top… Continue reading →

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Midnight confessions

Midnight confessions A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Midnight confessions. Once I played the fool for you. I painted us together as forever lovers in a world of give and take. You… Continue reading →

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“The dance of the Gypsies”

The dance of the Gypsies.     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road.                               The dance of the Gypsies I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in… Continue reading →

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One world and one people

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people.   Wisdom of the Medicine wheel I have… Continue reading →

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“Coffee shop conversation”

Coffee shop conversation   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee… Continue reading →

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“A wild bird”

A wild bird     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people need freedom. To lock them up. They will fade away and die. A wild bird. I saw the fear in her… Continue reading →

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“Barefoot dreams”

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading →

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