Category Archive: Michigan

I need a long vacation at Monterey. “In Monterey”

            In Monterey I called you to tell you I was all right.  I don’t remember losing you so much here.   The winter days of Michigan made me sad.  … Continue reading →

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She wanted Paris and I wanted her “Katie thoughts”

        She wanted Paris and I wanted her. “Katie thoughts” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry You can return to where you begin. You become blinded by things you cannot have.… Continue reading →

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When war is far away. It is closer then we believe. “Shadows”

                A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart.                       Shadows… Continue reading →

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Dark Interludes part two

    Me and Daniela in the good days. Dear Brigitte. Kind and sweet German woman.   Dark Interludes part two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two of my new story.  … Continue reading →

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Must know many dances to know love. “Lovers and losers”

            Lovers and losers A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love comes at the wrong time. Someone must lose.                                      Lovers and losers She told me. “I… Continue reading →

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Life is fair. We must be saved and we must save the people we love.

You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none.                                          … Continue reading →

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The damn road

                                The damn road It was a cold winter day.  I awake with my blue eyes lover. We… Continue reading →

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Poetry for Memorial day. Grandson asked

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                     Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading →

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Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran

Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading →

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I’m tire of war, hate and separation. “Blind fury.”

      Blind fury A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. How many more will die for the greed of war? Who will learn new tears that won’t ever end?… Continue reading →

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