Category Archive: love

One of my favorite poems. “An empty book”

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading

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Some love must be kept a secret. Secret love and hidden memory

                Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made me wander back in time. Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near. The writer… Continue reading

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A poem for love. “Show me the way to love.”

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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Highway 80 west stories. Part eleven. New friends

Highway 80 west stories. Part eleven. New friends A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A lucky traveler meet good people and is taught something by them.              Highway 80 west stories. Chapter 11.  New… Continue reading

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The heartstrings

                  The heartstrings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue… Continue reading

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Death will bring him peace

Death will bring him peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old true story.   Death will bring peace. A pretty and kind woman sleeps alone. She turned from love and accepted solitude.… Continue reading

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It is good to be a Word-man or Word-woman.

                                   Johnnie in California in 1992 The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to… Continue reading

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Highway 80 west stories. Part ten. “New hope and dreams.”

Highway 80 west stories. Part ten. New hope and dreams. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Can leave one prison to fall into a worst one. Be free while you can.                         Highway 80… Continue reading

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The altar of a kind love.

The altar of a kind love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need a poem for love.                                  The altar of a kind love Starry nights and the warm summer days allowed two lovers… Continue reading

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We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust.

                                            My Grandparent   We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to… Continue reading

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