Category Archive: Poetry and story

I’m nothing without you

I’m nothing without you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Without love near. What are we? I’m nothing without you We are standing on a dangerous edge. Our sweet love had turned cold. You… Continue reading

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Dark Interludes “Home” New chapter

Dark Interludes “Home” A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter. I hope you enjoy.                             Home Julie brought me into the small apartment. It was lightly furnished and had a small kitchen. It… Continue reading

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Like a whisper

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading

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The company we keep

A Writers cafe  writer. Please read his work.  Deepwater “The company we keep” A Poem by Deepwater I make my way to the cross       On this day I look around, My brothers… Continue reading

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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Anything goes”

Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading

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Exsanguinating

Amazing artwork and poetry. Please take a look.

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LET IT BE WE

Simple and true words.

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The shadows of war

Shadows of war     I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South… Continue reading

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Some places are sacred. Like wildflowers. “I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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No winners in war “Killed and killed”

Father died in 1996 at 61 years old. The war could not leave him. Heal, my friend. Not kill. Father song was hard and sweet. He fought hard, loved hard and died too… Continue reading

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