Category Archive: poetry

Seconds in time

Seconds in time A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to loves one’s who died… Continue reading

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We laughted, we danced and we celebrated being alive.

We laughed, we danced and we celebrated being alive. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For sweet Brigitte. I was lucky to be saved by a kind heart.                       We laughed, we danced and… Continue reading

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The word man

The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry… Continue reading

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The damns and the foolish.

The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together The Damns and the Foolish The ways and means committee at the local Tavern… Continue reading

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She was a diamond

She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a  Diamond 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts… Continue reading

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Big Surf a-dreaming.

Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca.    Big Surf a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign… Continue reading

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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 If I knew. I… Continue reading

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Sad brown eyes

Sad brown eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love should bring joy. Not sadness.                                                         … Continue reading

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Twenty one gun salute.

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall… Continue reading

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Two out of three ain’t bad.

Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship.                          … Continue reading

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