Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

You are my poetry..

You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading

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The trees…

The trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read.” Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see… Continue reading

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Bitter branches and a amazing PJ Harvey song.

Bitter branches… Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply.They will sit on old porches  and remember skeletons and blunders.The have learned profound knowledge and the texture of the body… Continue reading

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Bloody anger…

(Johnnie and baby Beulah in 1998) Bloody anger A Poem by Coyote PoetryNegative words and anger lead to dead-ends and separations. A wise man is quiet when anger control his mind.  Bloody anger… Sometime I… Continue reading

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My Winter song..

The Winter song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the Winter of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading

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Fall, the falling leaves. And a beautiful Eva Cassidy song.

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 you bare and… Continue reading

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Write down your wishes and prayers…

California poetry- Write down your wishes and prayers… Simple life need, just enough. If we take more than we need, we become, just thieves of useless items. I found a simple place, a… Continue reading

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I didn’t know…

I didn’t know A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life can be unknown ending and mystery                           I didn’t know… My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised… Continue reading

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She closed her eyes…

She closed her eyes.. She closed her eyes. She was making wishes upon the first raising star in her mind. She was wandering to the wishing well in her dreams. She kept her… Continue reading

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Beautiful journey…

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wise person ensure they take the good road.                      Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences ortake… Continue reading

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