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Life is chance. Sometime less is better than none. “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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Love is a careless child.

Love is a careless child. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Know that love is a careless child, And forgets promises past.” Sir Walter Raleigh                             Love is a careless child I took my… Continue reading

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Broken bones and unkempt promises

Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy.                          Broken bones, unkempt  promises Fools’ dances in wishes and… Continue reading

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The Water, Sky and the Earth. Chapter six. Silent Bobcat/Dark moon

The Water, Sky and the Earth. chapter six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part six of four Native Americans looking for a reason to be alive.                         The Water, Sky and the Earth… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Texas

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading

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Happy Mother’s day to all the mothers on wordpress. “Mother didn’t blink”

Mother are our protectors. They are the teacher of love and kindness. Mother love and kisses are never forgotten. Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must… Continue reading

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The Water, Sky and the Earth “Little Wolf story.”

The Water, Sky and the Earth ” Little Wolf story” Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part five.                  A journey of one woman.              … Continue reading

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Dandelions dreams

Dandelion dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Spring days bring hope.                              Dandelion wishes The Spring days are here.The dandelions are growing free and wild in the valley. The lovers hold the dandelion… Continue reading

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Katie write

                                  Katie write Painted words are what the writer understand. Wisp and grasps of sweet dreams are… Continue reading

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Can’t imprison love. “A wild bird.”

                        A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes. She told me that “I love you. I need you.” But… Continue reading

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