Category Archive: john coyote

‘Hands of stone”

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for                                   Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading

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Damn those eyes

Damn those eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem for a story                         Damn those eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful. You made… Continue reading

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“I called your name”

I called your name Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading

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Flesh and blood

We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day.                              We… Continue reading

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I serenaded to the sea

I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of… Continue reading

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“Iodine”

Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading

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“Big Sur a-dreaming

Big Sur a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. ———————————————————————————————————————————————– Big Sur a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign… Continue reading

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The Poet’s love- The cancer. A new chapter finally.

The Poet’s love- The cancer A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                                      The Poet’s love Leo watched Paloma and Johnnie leave. Johnnie face had aged. The last time he saw him.… Continue reading

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“Just might”

Just might A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are… Continue reading

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“The canvas of love”

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading

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