Category Archive: poetry

A solace and a blessing.

A solace and a blessing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life. A solace and a blessing. The good cognac… Continue reading

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Everybody knows

Everybody knows A Poem by Coyote Poetry I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion.    (I borrow a few lines from… Continue reading

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The sweetist things

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and  seen so much beauty.… Continue reading

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The brown eyes girl

                  The brown eyes girl   A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring… Continue reading

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Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace

              Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best days of a life. When love is being born.                                Sanctuaries of the… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend

          A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be… Continue reading

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Worn and torn love

Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985(For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. I tries to pick her up and show her life was  okay. I hope she found peace?)… Continue reading

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Thankful

                          Thankful I saw my face  in the mirror at Chucky‘s Cheese. I was surprised to see a old man looking… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones.

Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.               Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated.… Continue reading

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Babbling of a insane man. Chapter one and two.

Babbling of a insane man. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry You must dance with life and death to know real peace.                       Chapter one The chess game   I drove to Austin, Texas… Continue reading

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