Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

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 first task was to… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked…

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. A old poem, written in 1984.) I don’t remember how you looked…. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe… Continue reading

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Divine Nature- A Spring poem…

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us for… Continue reading

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The stone face man…

The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one wants to hear them anyway.                               Stone face man In old New Orleans 1993. I found a… Continue reading

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Let pretend…

Let pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime little is better than nothing.                                        Let pretend…… Continue reading

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The heartstrings…

The heartstrings… She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading

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Tender loving care…

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                       Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading

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Miss you, need you…

Miss you, need you.. I am drinking alone beautiful Coco. Somehow I forgot where Texas was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a week.… Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea…

I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading

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My lady…

My lady A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A old poem written by a sad heart.                                 My lady… My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had… Continue reading

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