Category Archive: poem

“My Joan of Arc”

My Joan of Arc A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words          My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I… Continue reading

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“Roses are red and violets are blue”

Roses are red and violets are blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Listening to old and very good music tonight.                        Roses are red and violets are blue. Roses are red. Violets are… 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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I will never leave you.

I will never leave you A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Joey and Rory                                 I will never leave you I was no-one till you made me feel alive. You caressed my life… Continue reading

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When I’m gone

When I’m gone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Joey and Rory. When I’m gone You told me often. Love everlasting is always near us. You told me. I will never leave you… Continue reading

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Thankful-Happy Thanksgiving

Thankful-Happy Thanksgiving A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Joey and Rory.                          Thankful Good life is a noisy house. Running children and plenty of laughter making a home alive. Love given is, honored… Continue reading

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“A wish upon a star”

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away. A  wish upon a star Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-The waltz

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were… Continue reading

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“Shadows”

Shadows A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can’t escape the bad or the good done in a life. Shadows My sister told me. “You  have changed. ” She told me. “You saw too… Continue reading

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“Souvenirs”

Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age.                    Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big Surf. Sea shells from… Continue reading

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