Category Archive: coyote poetry

The easy and the good days

The easy days and the good days A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The easy days and the good days. On a cold days in the the grasp of the Bosnian Winter.… Continue reading

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“Two out of three ain’t bad”

Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship. Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin… Continue reading

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Who is first? Who is last?

Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything and becoming homeless. Who is the killers? Who is responsible? Old world holding… 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 and my sweet… Continue reading

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“My true love”

My true love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014                         My true love The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerged in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading

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Where are the peace makers?- Peace

Peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1980. Hope for peace had chance then. What happen to the dream? Peace (A old poem written when age was my advantage.) I went to… Continue reading

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We must pay attention-“Hell-bend highway”

Hell-bend highway   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some folks cannot be saved. My Brother is free Always torn and never content. Being a regular Joe was not so easy for him. Whiskey… Continue reading

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“Je t’aime”

Je t’aime A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and… Continue reading

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“The dance”

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and photo coyotepoetrebloggedyosha  (Thank you Tumblr) Follow The dance In the twilight of the day. We can dance to Lana Del Rey. You told… Continue reading

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“The red dress”

The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time.                    The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night.… Continue reading

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