Category Archive: john coyote

Wishing for warm days- Summer day

Summer day The sun is bright and the day is very warm. I watch you walk on the path to the sea and your face is worshiping the sun. I walk behind you.… Continue reading

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When a woman smile

When a woman smiled My heart stopped and my world become perfect. When your gift of your beautiful smile and laughter, take me to sacred and cherish place. I’m captive by your gentle… Continue reading

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The Coyote is dancing.

The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading

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‘You drove me to madness’

You drove me to madness I remember the Summer days spend with you, my love. Hots day became hotter nights. You were a ravishing and tempting beauty. You loved the sea and you… Continue reading

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The lullaby’

The lullaby   The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. A lullaby, a sensual woman whispered to me once on a warm Spring day. “Come live with me and be my… Continue reading

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‘My Grandfather house’

My Grandfather house   (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following… Continue reading

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‘Did I ever love you?’

Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth… Continue reading

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‘The coyote song’

The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death.   The coyote… Continue reading

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‘The cold-blooded lover

The Our cold-blooded lover My bad karma led me to you in 1986. You were tire and wore-out and needed a gentle touch and kind smile. I have not forgotten your wanting hazel… Continue reading

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Listen, remember and learn

Listen, remember and learn   ——————————————– Listen I love the misty mornings. I love the chill of Lake St. Clair lake when I sit alone near her. I listen to the lake and… Continue reading

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