A empty book. I recommend travel, to test life and laugh often.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… 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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War. What is it good for?

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Benjamin Franklin once opined: War begets Poverty, Poverty Peace; Peace makes Riches flow, (Fate ne’er doth cease.) Riches produce Pride, Pride is War’s…

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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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The storm

                                                                 The… 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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She serene me with the sweet words of love

She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.                                 She serene me with the sweet words of love… 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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We danced, loved and you never departed my heart

We danced, loved and you never departed my heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write   We danced , loved and you never departed my heart. I’m 55 year… Continue reading

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