Category Archive: life

Sad brown eyes

Sad brown eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love should bring joy. Not sadness.                                                         … Continue reading

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Twenty one gun salute.

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall… Continue reading

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Two out of three ain’t bad.

Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship.                          … Continue reading

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Ancient floors.

Ancient floors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better. The… Continue reading

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Dear Julie

Dear Julie     A Poem by Coyote Poetry A letter in a sense.                       Dear Julie My merciful friend. I received your letter. I was at my worst. You kind words of… Continue reading

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Poesy

Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading

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Death will bring peace.

Death will bring peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old true story. Death will bring peace.A pretty and kind Angel sleeps alone. She turns from love and accepted solitude. In the darkness… Continue reading

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If I was the King of the forest.

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading

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Existence of love.

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dance in my head. Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how you… Continue reading

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