Mother didn’t blink.

                       Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem.                     Mother did not blink(Abuser children and… Continue reading

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Men, whiskey and dreams of peace.

Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?                     Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Wishing, hoping and… Continue reading

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The Medicine wheel.

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading

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Love and hate

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem from 1978. Youth allow the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone. Thinking… Continue reading

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Memory of a Mother. (Happy Mother’s day.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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A dance with death.

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading

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I wanted everything and I needed nothing.

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Continue reading

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Sweet Peggy

        Sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm  Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate.… Continue reading

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Big Surf a-dreaming

Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. Big Surf a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will… Continue reading

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Sacrifice and blasphemy.

                        Freedom I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated to… Continue reading

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