Category Archive: poetry

Flesh and bones.

              Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I… Continue reading

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She danced by the light of the candles.

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Raging emotion

Raging emotion A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love and my favorite place.        Raging emotion Long talks and strong coffee at the Monterey coffee shop. Bring lovers of the poetry… Continue reading

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What men are capable of…

What men are capable of… A Poem by Coyote Poetry I saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate.   What men are capable of. What legacy will… Continue reading

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Dead man stew

Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor.                                  Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading

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Sweat and tears

            Sweat and tears. (Youth is like a bitter-sweet wine. Need to take small sips and swim in the precious moments.) Old man listening to a young man… Continue reading

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The blue eyed girl.

The blue eyed girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem with a rewrite from 1992. I found a book with loads of unpublished poetry. From 20 years ago. I was free… Continue reading

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Dreams

Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life.      Dreams I have… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love.

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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The dance of the Gypsies.

The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road.                               The dance of the Gypsies I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979. Watching… Continue reading

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