Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

I was only nineteen…

 I was just nineteen…15,000 days ago, he was a soldier. He learns the soldier’s minute, fight or die? kill or run?Young man thought he was saving his world, he came home, was called… Continue reading

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The willow tree….

The willow trees….. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading

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Only you….

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

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I try to remember….

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                         I try to remember… I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded … Continue reading

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Quiet echos and secluded places..

Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places… The coffee shop poet told the young listener.Great oceans… Continue reading

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We are born to live…

We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetryA new day, a new opportunity                                   We are born… Continue reading

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Cigarettes, sweet wine and you…

Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time                                    Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading

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Crazy love…

 Crazy love——————————————————————————— Once I held great wealth and I didn’t know. Once, you and I. Make the night sweet and so wonderful. We fell into the madness of love. We locked the door… Continue reading

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Mojo a-coming….

 Mojo a-coming…  I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me; Johnnie… Continue reading

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Bukowski poem and some words…

All the way… Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is ours’s to test.We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the sea,… Continue reading

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