Category Archive: poet

-First words, last words

First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the… Continue reading →

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_Ecstasy

Ecstasy My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and… Continue reading →

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_Love conquered all

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.   Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and… Continue reading →

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One of my favorites. __I will remember you

I will remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I will remember you. The summer… Continue reading →

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_Young men dream and old men wish

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                            Young men dream and old… Continue reading →

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Poetry and Jack London quotes

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading →

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-Beautiful journey

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road.                       Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of… Continue reading →

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–Dangerous places and beautiful faces

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                            Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in… Continue reading →

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_The trees. Three poems for nature.

the trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read.   Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I… Continue reading →

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_The Gray whale

The gray whale (For leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of tequila and whiskey sitting on the floor. Unshaven man stared at an empty walls. He is sitting at a small table. On… Continue reading →

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