Category Archive: love

Am I dead or alive?

Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                              Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

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Waiting by the wayside

Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts.                                    Waiting by the wayside I was  waiting by the wayside. Trying to figure… Continue reading

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Addiction to love

Addiction to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived.                      Addiction to love True love. Foolish love.… Continue reading

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Lessons engraved into the mind and heart.

Lessons engraved into the mind and heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is learning to be wiser and kinder.                                 Lessons engraved into the mind and the heart. The hollow hour leave… Continue reading

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Midnight Rendezvous

                          Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men.A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful… Continue reading

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Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty girl near

Good whiskey, a old truck and a pretty woman near. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good days are not forgotten. Good whiskey, a old truck and  a pretty woman near. I was… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                         Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers. The… Continue reading

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When comes a stranger

When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired.                              Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading

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Spin the bottle.

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                    Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading

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Chaos in the promise land.

Chaos in the promise land A Poem by Coyote Poetry USA must stay strong. Good days will return. Hard times create strong people.                       Chaos in the promise land Last night I had… Continue reading

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