Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Dearest Nicole..

(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole.. I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading

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Blame not the kiss..

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                            Blame not the kiss.. The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading

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Sara Little Wolf..

Sara Little Wolf… Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes.… Continue reading

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What the children see..

What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading

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Her bare feet.. Little poetry..

1- Open doors.. Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading

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Dreams, yesterday and love..

Short poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like.                                      1- Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did… Continue reading

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Just a song..

Just a song… Pretty girl asked him for a dance. He saw the prettiest gal he ever seen and he told her. Would be my pleasure. She smiled and she told him. Merci… Continue reading

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The sheep and the wolf..

The sheep and the wolf…. The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine, telling the passing people. “You can’t go back after the words are spoken to cut down a sweet love.” The… Continue reading

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The cold night whispered..

The cold night whispered… The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone. Once  great love turn indifferent and our love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words, maybe true,… Continue reading

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Parable of Cecilia..

Parable of Cecilia A Poem by Coyote Poetrya great song.                           Parable of Cecilia.. She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. … Continue reading

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