Category Archive: poem

“Bare and true”

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.    Bare and true She was a noble beauty… Continue reading

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“Read to me dear lover”

Read to me my dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words coyotepoet              Read to me my dear lover Longing, belonging, needing and believing. You are my reasons to live my… Continue reading

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“Hands of stone”

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for                                   Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading

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“Song of the dead and the song of the living”

Song of the dead and the song of the living.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living.… Continue reading

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“First love”

First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage. First love A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation. The first taste of the sweet… Continue reading

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“Dear Lover”

Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry People can fall together for the wrong reasons.                                  Dear lover I have learned too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are… Continue reading

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“The stranger and the poet song

The stranger and Poet song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reasons to write this morning.                                     The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on… Continue reading

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Concern, kindness and love

Blind to world sorrow. Deep in self-need. What do we become? A life with knowing love, without the balance of charity and concern for our world. We were just strangers living with blindness… Continue reading

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Wrote in 1978-If I was the king of the forest.

If I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading

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“Let it be”

Let it be A Poem by Coyote Poetry Let it be. Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful… Continue reading

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