Tag Archive: art

I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dances  in my head.   Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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My siren

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                    My Siren The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the… Continue reading

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Beautiful journey.

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road.                     Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of the… Continue reading

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I used to be.

I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends.      … Continue reading

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Why do we write story and poetry?

Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading

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Stay with me

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me    I… Continue reading

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The sheep and the wolf.

The sheep and the wolf A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to play the hunter. Hard to be the innocence sheep. But for a moment. The sheep and the wolf The man lifts… Continue reading

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Angela

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.             Angela Her beauty had lessen with time. The circle of… Continue reading

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A woman, like you.

A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading my poetry from 1993. Made me think of a good memory and good time.                           A woman. like you. Me and my sweet… Continue reading

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No cure for love.

No cure for Love. (Sometime looking back in time. Bring back the bad times.  As time pass. The bad times seem not so bad.) In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I… Continue reading

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