Category Archive: poetry

The dance…

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading

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I like to see the eyes…

I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery.                                 I like to see the eyes… I don’t… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones….

Flesh and bones… (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized… Continue reading

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The storm…

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone.                                      The storm… Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading

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Grief

Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
There are days…that go without a single mention of you…as though you, were a figment of imagination,hidden away…and then there are dayswhen there is only youand the memories you…

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Sleepers In Their Graves

Originally posted on E.P. Robles | Poetry:
That there were no Souls in the World – and no one there to blame – but Me. That terrible sobs that took the time to…

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Los humanos perversos -K.B

Originally posted on AbdelKarim – The Sufi Martyr:
Los humanos perversos Pervert D,Pervert M,Perverted B,Pervert friend. no one loves like meand that is good,the pureness of my loveis unmatched. people are just pervertsor…

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The damned and the foolish…

(Johnnie in Monterey in 1992.) The Damned and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together  The Damns and the Foolish….   The ways and means… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend…

(My dear grandmother Beulah in 1977) A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Each day is a opportunity to do something good.    A good day to be… Continue reading

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Angela…

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.              Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading

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