Category Archive: john coyote

The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- The jest of love

The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of love A Chapter by Coyote PoetryThird and last chapter.                    The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of… Continue reading

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The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away.

The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter two.                                       … Continue reading

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The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long island ice tea.

The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryA new series of short poetry. Part one.              The wisp/ the kiss, the memory…… Continue reading

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The sage of Veronica- part five- The sea dancer, part two.

The saga of Veronica- part five- The sea dancer, part two. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA series of poetry.           The saga of Veronica- part five- The sea dancer, part two.… Continue reading

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The saga of Veronica- part four- My sea dancer.

The saga of Veronica- part four- My sea dancer A Poem by Coyote PoetryA series of poetry.                          The saga of Veronica- part… Continue reading

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Delia…

Delia A Poem by Coyote Poetry                             Delia….. O sweet you are, O brave you be and O darling. I love you… Continue reading

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Sin, gin and skin…

Sin, gin and skin… We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove. You… Continue reading

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Indigenous day poetry- Oct. eleven.

The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote PoetryA Native American tale.                                 The The song of the seasons… Song of fall…. Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of… Continue reading

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Indigenous people day poem- Oct. eleven.

Wisdom of the Medicine wheel….   I have been  lucky.  Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading

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Lost in the abyss of you…

Lost in the abyss of you…. Can sleeping men sleep find peace? My mind wandered to far away places to when I was brave. My youthful heart believed in love, I believe I… Continue reading

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