Category Archive: poem

A Halloween tale-When comes a stranger

When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired.                              Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading

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“Needing and bleeding”

Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.                                      Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms. You… Continue reading

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“Blame not the kiss”

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                           Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading

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“Existence of love”

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading

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Lead with concern, kindness and love

Two Brothers A Poem by Coyote Poetry I learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. Two brothers After… Continue reading

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“Can you see me?”

Can you see me? A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need to feel needed and wanted.                                Can you see me? 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m… Continue reading

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My goddess

My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and beautiful photo. coyotepoetrebloggeddayzea(Thank you  dayzea and Tumblr.) dayzea: Bringing this back because it was taken two early springs… Continue reading

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“A dance with death”

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading

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Lay lady lay

Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words     Lay Lady lay I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and… Continue reading

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The lullaby

The lullaby   The old poet sang a lullaby to the sea. A lullaby, a sensual woman whispered to me once on a warm Spring day. “Come live with me and be my… Continue reading

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