The man who couldn’t cry

The Man Who Couldn’t Cry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                              The Man Who Couldn’t Cry The old soldier told me. You can win some and you can lose some.… Continue reading

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“NEXT LIVING POET”

Originally posted on THE UNPREDICTABLE :
Let me tell you about it all, all. Let me sum up again with an awkward, imprecise cascade. … Truth is a mighty volume of epigrams and paradoxes.…

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“MORTAL STROKE”

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You came, your hands held me. In love or fear, I kiss your hand. Love, you came to destroy me. My knees tremble, come and destroy. You eat…

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Aftereffects Of Fire

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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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Be like the flexible branches then the dead roots

Be like the flexible branches than the dead roots A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.                             Be… Continue reading

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“The first time I saw your face”

The first time I saw your face A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death… Continue reading

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“Lay lady lay”

Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                             Lay Lady lay I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and… Continue reading

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The Day Love left the Building

Originally posted on Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled :
It cried inside itself, some say it slept, but I was for certain, the ways it’d been pierced, so often, it bled too death.…

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Highway poetry

Highway poetry Words by Coyote Poetry Just words                            Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and lusted for… Continue reading

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