You cross my mind in the midnight hours

You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading

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“Love and hate”

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry I wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be… Continue reading

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a mighty girl

Good people must set the example. Love and kindness should be our lead. This woman stood up for the right things and set the example for the all of us.

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Dust

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
We are dust, we are Sentenced to wandering In delusion world. The roads to nowhere are the Scene of the bloody puppets.

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The street Poet

(Thank you my dear friend on Writer’s cafe. Honored me with these words)       In the moment we become A Poem by KLGoode to the very inspiring John — aka Coyote… Continue reading

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No shame in love

No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything. Everything is love.                         No shame in love (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how… Continue reading

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My favorite. Good memories become gold with time.

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine              … Continue reading

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Last day, first day. Hold on tight. “If I knew”

If I knew A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we knew the future. Would we have done things differently?                           If I knew If I knew yesterday was our last day together, was… Continue reading

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Keith Douglas A amazing Poet.

  (Can’t forget the writers that taught us how to write. Today I learn of this amazing writer. Please research and learn. He was a good man. He loved, fought and die with… Continue reading

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Canoe by Keith Douglas

Originally posted on Everything Else:
Well, I am thinking this may be my last summer, but cannot lose even a part of pleasure in the old-fashioned art of idleness. I cannot stand aghast…

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