Tag Archive: Food

Sweet red wine…

Sweet red wine… It was early fall and the sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty and It was a beautiful late summer day. The youth of  the… Continue reading

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Dear Andrea..

Dear Andrea… I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by,old wounds don’t hurt so badly.Old sorrow… Continue reading

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The sweet red wine.. Almost a love story.

The sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of  the city of Boeblingen surrounded… Continue reading

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Hello Jennifer…

Hello Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just words. I found the poem in a 25 year old journal. Had to re-written.    Hello Jennifer.. I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading

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Wantonness soul.. And a amazing Emily Dickinson poem.

Wantonness heart.. (Once I sought death and I found death whispers. Death whispered told me. Not your time yet. You haven’t done enough.) Wantonness soul… Once wantonness man sought the long river, once wantonness… Continue reading

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Daybreak confession to the Sea

Daybreak confession to the Sea                   A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey… Continue reading

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A wild bird

              A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes. She told me that “I love you. I need you.” But I’m afraid. Afraid of losing… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dances  in my head.   Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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Blinded. But not dead yet.

A old poem written in 1993. The coastline and kind people of the California  made me find dreams and hope. Blinded. But not dead yet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem. Same… Continue reading

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