_The Songs of the seasons
The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
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–I have loved and I have lost myself
I have loved and I have lost myself A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love. I have loved and have lost myself Do you know how it feels to… Continue reading
__Purgatory Inn and no place to go.
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early and closes… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry–Father’s eyes and anger and World War one poetry
Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they mine… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry. You did not leave me my friend.
You did not leave me my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them. You did not leave me my friend. Old man sat alone.… Continue reading
A memorial day poem. “A soldier prayer”
The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and… Continue reading
One of first published poem somewhere. “Nothing last forever”
Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed. Nothing last forever (Written on March 6, 1989… Continue reading
Friendship. True gold in a life. Coffee shop conversation-
Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games. Coffee shop… Continue reading
A poem for love “Only you”
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading
Nothing left to lose and Taylor Monsen
Nothing left to lose I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first… Continue reading