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Category Archive: poetry
My Grandfather house
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following… Continue reading
Robert, Uncle Bob
Robert, Uncle Bob My teacher, my family and my friend. My world is more lonely without you. You were safe place for me as a child. You were my hero and you taught… Continue reading
For a kind elder- No tears at my farewell
“No tears at my farewell A Poem by Coyote Poetry Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them.” No tears at my farewell When my body becomes tired… Continue reading
The lucky one
(The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of love. No more honored gift.) The lucky one She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by… Continue reading
Bang, bang
‘Bang, bang’ Pretty as a perfect picture, she sat alone with the 45 near and the Black Velvet whiskey almost gone. She called me at 3 am and she asked me. Do… Continue reading
Women’s Day 2018 – Poem 4
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
art from google For Men Everywhere (One Billion Rising) Stop! Listen! Think! Act! Stop! Stop the abuse! Of grand-daughters, colleagues, daughters, girlfriends, partners, mothers, sisters, nieces, wives, all…
‘I love you’
(I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just a lost love poem from November 1993) I love you I love you more than the morning sunrise, I love you more than… Continue reading
‘Recollection’
Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading
‘Utopia of the pen and the paper’
Utopia of the pen and the paper. (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.) Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading