Category Archive: poem

My little one”

My little one A Poem by Coyote Poetry     Just words.                        My little one Love, Amie, love. Five foot tall, hair of strawberry red. Sweet smile that can steal your heart.… Continue reading

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For the day of the women

(Woman are our sisters, wives, Mothers and our Grandmothers. They have great responsibility.  They must teach/protect the children to be kind, to know respect and how to live. ) Grandmother hope and wishes.… Continue reading

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Forever and a day

“I will love you forever and a day”     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Become better with time.   ” I will love… Continue reading

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Some California poetry

Some California poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough… Continue reading

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“The human touch”

The human touch.     A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow… Continue reading

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“Always on my mind”

Always on my mind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song lead to good memory. Always on my mind Love alive or concealed. Leave us wishing for things lost. Beautiful faces and places… Continue reading

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Peace will come,if. At least by one.

Peace will come, even if. At least by one. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A 1979 poem with a rewrite. Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the… Continue reading

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I was condemn after looking at your face

coyotepoet reblogged insanamentelm coyotepoet                                                      I was condemn after I saw your face   I was looking for the wide open road and  some kind of freedom. She sat alone on a barren… Continue reading

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“Like a whisper”

Like a whisper   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way… Continue reading

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The season of love -part three

The seasons of love We left the tavern and she held my hand tightly and the night was warm.  She took me to the Boebingen lake. We sat by the lake in a… Continue reading

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