Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Wandering soldier..

Wandering soldier.. The wandering soldier, he loved the sin, he loved the gin and he wanted a good death. The wise soldiers know life don’t wait for you. You must seek life, know… Continue reading

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Sometime love isn’t enough..

Not enoughA Poem by Coyote Poetry  “Sometime love isn’t enough. “                                 Not enough… My mind and sweet muse told me. Sweet Johnnie, I can save you.Please tell me what you need. You can’t live… Continue reading

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The twisted dance of love..

The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just words. A rewrite from December 1988.                        The twisted dance of love…                      (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading

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You can’t go back..

You can’t go back to…. I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed. I was fleeing love when the flame was… Continue reading

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Old soldier..

Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry  Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading

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Love and hate…

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading

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Angel dancing, too close to the earth..

Angels dancing, too close to the earth… Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you. Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was… Continue reading

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My great love..

My great love … I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who can… Continue reading

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Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona..

Paris, London, Basel or  Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading

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Just words for you. And a beautiful Katy Claire Funke song.

Just words for you….. Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses… Continue reading

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