Category Archive: photos

My Muse

My muse A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and beautiful photo coyotepoetrebloggedlovemeravilla  (Thank you Tumblr) My muse You told me. I need you near. You are my reasons to awake and fight… Continue reading

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True love gives all

True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live.                       True… Continue reading

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Cold blooded lover

Cold blooded lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create good and bad places. Cold blooded lover She was a Irish beauty. Loved her whiskey and the dance. She had hair of… 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 Just words Two out of three ain’t bad I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes… Continue reading

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One of my favorite. “You are always on my mind”

You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to… Continue reading

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“Dangerous places and beautiful faces”

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                          Dangerous places and beautiful faces…Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled passion… Continue reading

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“A ocean apart”

A ocean apart You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope. I hold a simple letter in my hands. Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet… Continue reading

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She told me. Love demand payment

She told me. Love demand payment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music create good poetry. She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed… Continue reading

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“Sins of our father”

Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence.   Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading

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Never again

  Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war. How many massacres since? How many people murdered for their religion, color… Continue reading

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