Category Archive: john coyote

The sun, the moon and the stars…

The sun, the moon and the stars ————————————————————————————– She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warm our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading

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Delia

(The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning is “of Delos“. Delia is generally used as a girl’s name.)   Delia… Continue reading

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I saw a face…

I saw a face   I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory.   She walked toward me… Continue reading

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One world and one people. Songs for us.

  One earth and one people     I don’t like charts, I don’t like acceptable death counts. Each person upon my earth. A part of our world. A grandparent, a child. We… Continue reading

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Concrete angel…

Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I… Continue reading

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The serene stillness

The serene stillness Busy life, work and no play Johnnie. He learn life is more than seeking money. In the serene stillness, he remember his daughter laughter, her love of butterflies. He remember… Continue reading

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Call a friend, may need a voice. (If I make it till the Spring.)

  I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem written in 1989. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family.… Continue reading

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Leonard Cohen song Wednesday

  Once you told me, I love you, I need you. Now the blessed words had turned so damn dirty. I told you, I love you still, but now our love is a… Continue reading

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Stripped to the bone

(Adult poetry) Stripped to the bone I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words.… Continue reading

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Some Jessi Colter song and a few words.

I am here   Loneliest man in the bar, drinking alone. He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass, you knew the ending at the beginning. A soft hand touched his… Continue reading

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