Category Archive: poetry

Hotel California…

Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, a old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading

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The haunting song….

The haunting song… The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us and we waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My chosen… Continue reading

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Divine Nature…

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us for… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and once only…

She kissed me once and once only A Poem by Coyote PoetryI read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.”                          She kissed me once… Continue reading

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You saved me…

(My grand-boys and my grand-daughter Mia.)                             You saved me… Once I knew everything and I learned. I knew nothing. Old… Continue reading

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Sunday songs- beautiful Gabiella. Some words.

Just a song… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and she told him. Merci… Continue reading

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Choose the road you love….

Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it.                    Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according                  to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and                  delusion… Continue reading

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Just meat and tales from the shadows…

Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote PoetryQuotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It was once… Continue reading

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Utopia of the pen and the paper…

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote PoetryLast freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the paper… In… Continue reading

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Art and words…

Art and words A Poem by Coyote PoetryArt is poetry for the eyes.                               Art and words… In ancient China. They believed there was a affinity between painting and poetry.The true masters of words… Continue reading

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