Category Archive: poet

The brown eyes girl

The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild… Continue reading →

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“Relish and relinquish”

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                            … Continue reading →

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We must stand our ground and do the right things. “The whore bath”

(Right or wrong decisions. We must learn to live with them) The whore bath A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must think and make wise decisions. The whore bath Large shining teeth.… Continue reading →

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A needed Summer poem. “Beautiful Laura sat by the sea”

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                         Beautiful Laura sat by the sea I sat in a field of wildflowers. The… Continue reading →

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Needed a poem for love. Been too serious. “I’m no-one. You are everything”

I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everythingOld wise men know. The farewells… Continue reading →

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What is life? A race or a walk? “The wild and the tamed”

The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear?                             The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading →

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Fallen Angels

Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.                                      Fallen Angels   In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war… Continue reading →

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“Blood and wine”

Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.                        Blood and wine. Most of us are just… Continue reading →

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Legs

hkong71(Thank you Tumblr) lovely1969Source:                        Legs She was enjoying the first warm day of Spring. Barely cloths and knowing she was driving me mad. I watched her read her book. My eyes worshiping… Continue reading →

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War. What is it good for? Nothing.

Short poetry about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence.                              What is left? The dead will not rise. War steal the best from us. Who remember the… Continue reading →

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