Category Archive: john coyote

“My last stand will be in New York city”

My last stand will be in New York city. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two brother die by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace. My last stand will be… Continue reading

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“A woman palms”

A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had… Continue reading

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“She had Angels wings upon her back”

She had Angels wings upon her back   Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck… Continue reading

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“Ann Arbor”

Ann Arbor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The drunken poet drank his  Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double… Continue reading

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“Unforgettable”

Unforgettable A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful artwork create amazing words. Thank you Tumblr.    yourtalana: William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility.… Continue reading

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“Perhaps, perhaps my love”

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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If it be your will”

If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love find you. If it be your will I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn… Continue reading

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“No cure for love”

No cure for Love. In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I tried to forget a woman’s face and green eyes. Tried to forget those long beautiful and soft  legs. I tried… Continue reading

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“She had wildflowers in her hair”

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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Texas song”Leather and lace”

Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and the long Island ice teas, too much sin and no place to go. I have found… Continue reading

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