Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

The tarot cards.

The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry  We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet.                        The tarot cards. I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road… Continue reading

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Memory of music.

Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.    Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading

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The red hair girl.

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                           Young men dream and old men wish.… Continue reading

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Bounded love. Till my last breath.

Bounded love. Till my last breath. The moment I held you. Sweet child of mercy. You brought hope to my sad heart. Your laughter, your smile. Now each day. I look forward to… Continue reading

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Bloody anger.

Bloody anger.  Sometimes I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal… Continue reading

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Cold steel.

Cold steel A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can’t get worst?  Cold steel Baby, I told you.Ain’t no… Continue reading

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A dance with death.

A dance with Death.       (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago, I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman changes my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading

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The lover, a soldier prayer.

The Lover, a Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.                       The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.Roads led… Continue reading

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The songs of the seasons.

The song of fall. Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is sick with pollution.No… Continue reading

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Wounded Angel.

Wounded Angel.  My sad  friend.Please smile for me.Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart.You don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you feelingdirty and insulated from… Continue reading

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