Blame not the kiss

                  Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                             Blame not the kiss… Continue reading

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Write, write and write some more. Utopia of the pen and the paper

                      Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely.… Continue reading

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Happy July 4th. War is fair. No-one win. “Just men”

Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley.     Just men                      (I got to Iraq. My… Continue reading

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Do you know me?

          Do you know me? Pretty girl sat by the motel window. She is watching the ocean and the coming storm from the western sea. She is drinking coffee… Continue reading

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I try to remember

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                         I try to remember Written in 1992/re-written in 2014I tried to remember the curves… Continue reading

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Only you

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love                                Only you… I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading

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The good path

                                          The good path Where do I go from here? I have made… Continue reading

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My favorite poem. “You will always be on my mind”

              You will always be on my mind The splendor of true love, Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down. Allowing emotion and… Continue reading

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For July 4th. “Stand your ground and be a friend to soldiers in need”

                                    Stand your ground and be a friend to soldiers in need.     The Soldiers… Continue reading

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Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors

Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life.                         Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and… Continue reading

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