Passing through

Passing through A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once… Continue reading →

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“Purgatory Inn and no place to go”

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time.                             Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea… Continue reading →

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“Imagine”

Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to wander and imagine a better place to be                                Imagine “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe” Tadeusz… Continue reading →

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Some poetry

Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                War The war is over. The guns locked away. The soldiers are resting. Youth and eyes burned out by war. No-one won.… Continue reading →

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Types of Poetry #9: Love Comparison

Originally posted on A Poem A Day:
Love can be pure Or it can be fake. It can come from friendship Or from a stranger. Love can be romantic Or it can be…

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Payment due my friend

Payment due my friend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                             Payment due my friend I sat daily by the Lake St. Clair lake. I watched the boats go by and I… Continue reading →

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“Poetry, drink and your memory”

Poetry, drink and your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Some short poetry. The ray of the sun Drunk man wishing. Alone on destined hill. He dreamed she was near. He… Continue reading →

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Drown With Me

Originally posted on An Enchanted Heart:
Walk with me,then Drown with me Jump in feet first Into the depths of my emotion Swim in the currents of love, The tides of anger, The…

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Fatal beauty

coyotepoet(Thank you Tumblr) Fatal beauty You were waited for me. Wearing light cotton nightgown and you had the beer in ice. We had planned this escape for months. I told you often. I… Continue reading →

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Misbehaving

Originally posted on Made of sticks and stones:
photo credit: Leda via photopin (license) I was forced today, very much against my will, to go for a coffee. The rain was beating down,…

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