Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Not enough..

Not enough A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime love isn’t enough.                                  Not enough.. Kind 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 crossroads of the embrace or the decay?

The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time you… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Texas…

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading

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The heartstrings…

The heartstrings.. She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading

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The sweetest things…

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The simple things my friends make life worthwhile.                                    The sweetest things.. I have saw so many beautiful places and I have walked on places of… Continue reading

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Everything…

Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry  How much do we truly need?                                   Everything.. If I lost everything. Would  I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is the… Continue reading

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The poet…

The Poet A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                          The Poet… Many moons ago in the… Continue reading

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Johnnie verbal and written poetry. Round and round, we shall go.

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I understand why we protect the wildflowers..

I understand why we protect the wildflowers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                   I understand why we protect the wildflowers … I sit… Continue reading

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Need to feel the sun on your face. The madness train…

The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Time 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… Continue reading

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