Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Nothing last forever.

Nothing last forever… I told you often, nothing last forever. The veil of love is dangerous, make us dance and sing in the rain than teach us love can slip away and leave… Continue reading

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You are my story.

You are my story… Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light,  I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and… Continue reading

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Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding. For my father.

Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding… His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won.He told me in his drunkenness state. What have I done?He told me.… Continue reading

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In your eyes.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness.             In your eyes In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and the moon.The warm… Continue reading

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Please tell me a story.

Please tell me a story. Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading

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I used to be.

I used to be… A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What matters… Continue reading

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Old soldier.

Old Soldier A Story by Coyote PoetryOnly 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 being… Continue reading

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The days of love.

1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading

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The madness train.

The madness train A Poem by Coyote PoetryTime to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late.     The  Madness train…             I’m twisted up.            Hogties to bullshit.             I’m strangled with useless things.            I… Continue reading

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The season of Fall, the falling leaves.

The season of Fall, the falling leaves… Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave… Continue reading

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