Category Archive: story

Why She left

Why She Left A Poem by Madison Farrell (A young writer wrote this poem. It is very good. I like when the young people see the world with realistic eyes. Please check this… Continue reading

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Angela

Angela                     A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.            … Continue reading

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Broken man prayers

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.              … Continue reading

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The tarot cards. (The future is better to be unknown. Life had no guarantees.)

The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet.    The tarot cards I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you look

I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                 I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on”                                   I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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Cigarettes, sweet wine and you

Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places become better with time                                    Cigarettes, sweet wine and you I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the… Continue reading

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Coffee shop conversation

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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I remember you

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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I like to see the eyes

I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery.                                I like to see the eyes I… Continue reading

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