Category Archive: Germany

Vinegar and sweet wine.

Vinegar and sweet wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how life can get twisted. For the bad and the good.                        … Continue reading

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Sweet red wine.

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.  Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines… Continue reading

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You have saved me.

You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none. It is a hard world today. I re-blog this poem. Family and… Continue reading

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Mercy and forgiveness my friend. We need.

Mercy and forgiveness my friend. We need. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need mercy and good friends to survive this life. The Quality of Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain’d. It… Continue reading

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Bittersweet goodbye.

Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.     Bittersweet closure “I walked up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading

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I will love you forever and a day.

“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Become better with time.   ” I will love you forever… Continue reading

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Ecstasy

Ecstasy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem of love and freedom to dance in the heat of love.   Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading

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Men, whiskey and dreams of peace.

Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?                     Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Wishing, hoping and… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love.

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dances  in my head.   Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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