Category Archive: poet

My earth, your earth- a Prayer..

My earth, our earth–A prayer   Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day. Thank you for the gifts of open and free valleys, the towering… Continue reading

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Just words…

  ——The world is slower now. Time for us to stay at home. Create a masterpiece, write the great novel, sing a wonderful new song. Call a old friend, call a family member… Continue reading

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Old fashion Morphine…

Old fashion Morphine     Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin color of  peaches and tempting softness made me… Continue reading

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Down, baby, down…

Down, baby, down     Dreaming and believing, living and dying, loving and hating, lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or careless? Song and slow dance we need, deeper… Continue reading

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Clare Means songs and some quotes.

Love will come, when we are willing to let her in.——–     Tasting death bitterness had taught me to love, life sweetness more.——–     Women, who love the sorrow, rarely will… Continue reading

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A self portrait…

  A self portrait The landscape of a righteous life. Can be gentle brushstrokes of restless memories and pretty faces. Old age create clarity and the once fire and brimstone man became the sleeping… Continue reading

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Wildflowers…

Wildflowers     I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness, I know you cannot… Continue reading

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Free bird…

(We will miss freedom when she is gone. Don’t give away your rights away to think freely, to wander freely and be free to decide your life. Nothing is free. When the government… Continue reading

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Everyone is a river…

Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island.                                     … Continue reading

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We lies, we died and I still wanted you…

We lies, we died and I still wanted you We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, “my soldier,… Continue reading

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