Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

My deadly silence prayer..

My deadly silence prayer.. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward… Continue reading

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Please come home to me..

Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading

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Will I find you tonight?

Will I find you tonight? Walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her black dress and beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, We can sing and dance all… Continue reading

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The sparkle in your eyes..

The sparkles in your eyes.. I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world around you. I remember how badly I wanted you. How I twisted my world backward… Continue reading

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Change..

Change.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Change is needed when we are locked in. Never know what is around the next turn?”                                     Change.. I sat with a kid of 23 at a… Continue reading

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Old poetry. Same meaning. The gospel told by the common man.

The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. President dumb as rock, making the rich folks more wealthy and the children go without food. Children… Continue reading

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Never love a poet..

1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and  once, we adored love.  Time… Continue reading

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Things lost, things found..

Things lost, things found… My scattered memories reappear in wild dreams.I remember forgotten face,I remember forgotten places andI remember the last conversations with great people, I have known.Things lost, things found.Just building blocks… 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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3 am poetry..

3 am poetry.. 1- She flashed her eyes at me she told him. Johnnie, Johnnie, be bold and careless with me. I laughed at her words and I told her. Never adore a… Continue reading

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