Tag Archive: Dance

Highway 80 west stories. Part five. Conversation with Lana.

Highway 80 west stories. Part five Two days in Salt Lake city. Conversation with Lana. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My traveling tale. I left the war and took a 12 days road… Continue reading

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Wisdom of the Medicine wheel One planet and one people

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading

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The walls and the damn mirrors

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                            The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading

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Ravishing beauty dancing alone

Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone We will masquerade  as many… Continue reading

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The stillness of the night

The stillness of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need places where we know peace and we can be who we are truly are.                      The stillness of the night Real… Continue reading

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In Monterey

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea.                             In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading

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She had wildflowers in her hair

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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Measure and weight

Measure and weight                         A Poem by Coyote Poetry What make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love… Continue reading

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My Beatrice

My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.                                My beautiful Beatrice.… Continue reading

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She was a diamond.

        (True beauty is the things we do and reflex. If we hold hope and dreams. Sing songs of love and kindness. We can know real peace and give hope… Continue reading

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