Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

“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… Continue reading

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Don’t make me sad. Don’t make me cry.

Don’t make me sad. Don’t make me cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need good song. We need good times and laughter. Life moved too quickly. Don’t make me sad. Don’t make… Continue reading

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Barefoot dreams

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading

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“My Winter love”

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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Little truth

Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leave us blind and dumb.                               Little truth Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won… Continue reading

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My wild Texas rose

My wild Texas rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song make us write. My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all… Continue reading

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Coffee, you and me

Coffee, you and me “Then shall thy circling arms embrace and dip my naked body, and thy balmy lips. Bathe me in juices of kisses, who perfume like a religious incense shall consume.”    … Continue reading

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“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. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading

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Bitter branches

Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading

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The nectar of you

The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places.         The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Openly opening the door of friendship. Her… Continue reading

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