Category Archive: writing

A very old poem. “Can cry a tear”

Can cry a tear My heart still can a tear. A tear of loneliness. A loneliness of losing you completely. I could of survive without your kiss. But never see your beautiful face.… Continue reading

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Wisp of the night

Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night… What have we become. We have become stranger… Continue reading

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“Some days can be perfect”

Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning… Continue reading

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Thomas Buergenthal “A lucky child”

Lucky child (Books make friends of people we do not know.) I read Thomas Buergenthal book today. A man who survived Aushwitz and he went on to be a man of great honor.… Continue reading

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“Two out of three ain’t bad’

    Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered… Continue reading

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Coffee, you and the sun

Coffee, you and the sun The kind sun rest upon your tender skin. The warm coffee and deep thoughts leave me wishing. To know what you hide beneath those perfect eyes. Coffee, you… Continue reading

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“Old Painter at the beach boardwalk.”

Old Painter at the beach boardwalk. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the old ones. Can enlighten the mind and heart.” Old painter on the beach boardwalk… Old man… Continue reading

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“I will love you forever and a day.

“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time.   ” I will love you forever and… Continue reading

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“Happy New Year and enjoy the gifts of life. Family and nature.

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace. Ancient warrior I drove to the forest. Away from the city.… Continue reading

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A woman palms

A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry     The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know… Continue reading

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