Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

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My Ojibwa Grandma hope and wishes

I believe she wanted the old memories dead and forgotten.She lived for us children and her son. I had to go out west. Find kind elders to show me the right path.They showed… Continue reading →

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Blood and wine..

( Death Valley. Took my unit six months to clean up bodies and damaged vehicles.) Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the… Continue reading →

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I don’t remember how you looked..

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading →

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Like my father…

Like my father. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Blood of father flowed in my vein and I can see his face.                                        Like my father.. I look in the mirror.What do I see? Have… Continue reading →

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If I was the king of the forest..

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old memories and old dreams.                         If I was the King of the Forest.. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading →

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Choose the road you love..

Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it.                    Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according                  to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and                 … Continue reading →

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Sweet red wine..

Sweet red wine.. It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of  the city of Boeblingen surrounded the… Continue reading →

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Dearest Cheryl..

Dearest Cheryl.. She was a creature of the night. Her eyes were wild and filled with wonders, like a clear night with the stars dancing above. She reverend love and love did not… Continue reading →

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The Madness, we knew..

The madness, we knew… You loved the whiskey, you love the sin and you loved the long ride. You wanted the sea , you wanted the ancient writers and you loved the quiet… Continue reading →

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My Fabiola..

My Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same)  Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your… Continue reading →

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