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Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine … Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. Sweet red wine … Continue reading
If I knew A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we knew the future. Would we have done things differently? If I knew If I knew yesterday was our last day together, was… Continue reading
(Can’t forget the writers that taught us how to write. Today I learn of this amazing writer. Please research and learn. He was a good man. He loved, fought and die with… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of… Continue reading
You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and desire to take… Continue reading
Ode to Jessica A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was a street Poet once. Another Poet name Jessica asked for a poem and she bought me a strong coffee. This is the poem.… Continue reading
The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote Poetry Is is better to play dead or create fear? The wild and the tamed. Some men don’t fear death. They don’t believe… Continue reading
A safe place to go A Poem by Coyote Poetry Alisa Fineman. A California coastline folk singer. A woman with a beautiful voice and kind heart. A safe place to go I’m dreaming… Continue reading
Bad to the bone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music took me to good days and places. Bad to the bones (Written in 1989 rewritten today) I’m going crazy. I don’t know… Continue reading
Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expand and… Continue reading