Category Archive: story

For 9-11 “The world is crying”

    A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found this poem in a old book. It is 30 years old. I rewrote for the poor people lost in New York city and the… Continue reading →

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I don’t need you

I don’t need you A Poem by Coyote Poetry words do have great power and strength. I don’t need you At the Purgatory Inn. Old men wisdom mean little. Dead men wisdom is… Continue reading →

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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 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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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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Old poetry with a rebirth “Disease”

    Disease     Two strangers sat together. Discussing things that didn’t matter. The woman looked at the man. Told him. “I was once a beauty once. Men begged for my attention.”… Continue reading →

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I want to love you like

I want to love you like A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and good song. . I want to love you like I want to love you like we are babies just… Continue reading →

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She wanted Paris and I wanted her

She wanted Paris and I wanted her “Then shall thy circling arms embrace and clip my naken body, and thy balmy lips. Bathe me in juices of kisses, whose perfume like a religious… Continue reading →

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The gathering

              Good friend lost to war with his two girls and my daughter     The gathering (Combination of a poem written in 1992 and today. Nothing… Continue reading →

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