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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
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
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
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
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
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord,… Continue reading
Dark Interludes A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Love comes when it wants. Dark Interludes Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. An old friend of many years send me a letter with… Continue reading
God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash) A Poem by Coyote Poetry I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry. God’s going to… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The Iron Mountain song I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create a restless passion. I can hear the whisper of… Continue reading
Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places. Delicate flower I was a wore and torn man, receded into the… Continue reading