Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Some Texas poetry-Texas bars and Texas women

Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told  me. “You are damn healthy. You must take care of… Continue reading

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The love of my life

You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.                         You are the love of my life..… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-Two out of three ain’t bad

Two out of three ain’t bad. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lonely are the people who wasted love and friendship. Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Monterey… Continue reading

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_A thousand kisses deep

A thousand kisses deep. Part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Kisses my friend. Real gold of a life.   A thousand kisses deep The doors are locked and window block by the… Continue reading

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All of us need kindness and concern

If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love find you. If it be your will I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn… Continue reading

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__What will I remember?

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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Sweet hello and deadly goodbye

coyotepoetrebloggedlovemeravilla(Thank you Tumblr) coyotepoet              Sweet hello and deadly goodbye   Hello dear Brigitte. I still remember us. You were my brightness on the a sunny days and the light of hope in… Continue reading

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My Winter love with good song

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

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-You and I

You and I? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. You and I? A long time ago. We had the same hope and dreams.  We found each other again, drowning in old regret… Continue reading

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-The heartstrings

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

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