Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

In Monterey

In Monterey   A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memories will catch up with us.                       In Monterey I called you to tell you… Continue reading

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Whiskey dreams are still the same

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading

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The coyote song.

The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death. The coyote song… Continue reading

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Short poems for nature

Short poems for nature. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to protect nature and the free animal of the earth and the sea.                                Mother Earth Her dress is of the green… Continue reading

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My lady

My lady A Poem by Coyote Poetry An 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… Continue reading

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You are 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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What will be left?

                        What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.   What… Continue reading

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If I knew.

If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness.   If I knew If I knew. I… Continue reading

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Dangerous places and beautiful faces.

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                          Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled… Continue reading

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Her beauty has not blinded me.

Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers… Continue reading

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