Category Archive: poetry

Like a whisper

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading

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The company we keep

A Writers cafe  writer. Please read his work.  Deepwater “The company we keep” A Poem by Deepwater I make my way to the cross       On this day I look around, My brothers… Continue reading

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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Anything goes”

Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading

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The shadows of war

Shadows of war     I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South… Continue reading

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Some places are sacred. Like wildflowers. “I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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No winners in war “Killed and killed”

Father died in 1996 at 61 years old. The war could not leave him. Heal, my friend. Not kill. Father song was hard and sweet. He fought hard, loved hard and died too… Continue reading

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Would nice we would take back regret. “If I knew”

If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness.   If I knew. I would of  loved… Continue reading

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Morning glory

  Morning glory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near.                                Morning glory The smell of fresh coffee and… Continue reading

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A old poem. Needed a good one tonight. “Spin the bottle”

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                    Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading

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Regards to Melanie (Part two)

Regards to Melanie (Part two) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                             Regards to Melanie I know love is never fair dear Melanie. Need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do… Continue reading

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