Category Archive: john coyote

We loan, we borrow and we stole

We loan, we borrow and we stole   The Winter of 1978, we create boundless nights, we made thousand promises for love and you taught me. We loan, we borrow and we stole.… Continue reading

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“On the thread of a word”

(On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry)   On the thread of a word   (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao  … Continue reading

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The sway of the sea

The sway of the sea   I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black.   I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your… Continue reading

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Some Sunday’s thoughts

I went to Africa, Asia and Europe on United Nations missions for President Clinton. We took medical and dental teams to places in need. The medical teams tried to heal the sick, gave… Continue reading

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“Beautiful faces and passionate kisses”

(Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry.) (Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of a life.)   Beautiful faces and passionate kisses  … Continue reading

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“Would you lay with me”

  Would you lay with me   I wrote into a journal. “Would you fight for love. Fight so damn hard to keep love alive and well? Change life and dreams for the… Continue reading

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“Wild roses”

Wild roses   I knew her. Her beauty had tempted me for many months. She would dance with me when the songs were good, she was a long legged woman who had wild… Continue reading

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“Peace will come”

Peace will come   My child, don’t you cry. War is near and life is so hard. Tomorrow may come and a new day where the sun shall shine upon a world where… Continue reading

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“leather and lace”

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

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Never again

                    Never again, Nie wieder, Plus jamais. (The old man spoke with tears. He told me it must never happen again. He told me… Continue reading

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