Category Archive: poetry

–I see you and you see me

I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading

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Embrace

Beautiful photo and true words. Please read and enjoy the work of the talented writer. No Talent for Certainty You and I embrace, And all the fields go quiet, Carefully watching – Nature… Continue reading

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–Love conquered all

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.   Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and… Continue reading

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–I don’t remember how you look

I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                   I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember… Continue reading

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–The wildlfower

The wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom and dreams can be found in the field of the wildflowers. The wildflowers Wild flowers and sweet dreams. Dancing nude and free. You were my… Continue reading

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_Today find a park, forest or lake. Spend time with friends and family. Life is laughter and good talks.

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. Days are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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–Purgatory Inn and no place to go.

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early and closes… Continue reading

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Petite mort part two

Petite mort part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle… Continue reading

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It’s Paradise (Spoken word about my land)

It’s paradise. The waters are clear, the mountains are high and the food is hearty. And the people, ohh we know how to party. Every swerve of the hip and sip of Brugal…

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My Pleasure to Bear Your Pain.

Beautiful words and thoughts. Please read the work of the amazing writer.

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