Tag Archive: John Coyote

Lake St Clair prayer

A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems. A Lake St. Clair prayer I’m far from my first… Continue reading

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‘You can’t go back to’

You can’t go back to I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed. I was fleeing love when the flame was… Continue reading

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‘A dance with death’

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death.   (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading

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‘One people’

One people Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did the people go? Who is responsible? War would end… Continue reading

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Damn those eyes’

  Wanderlust — Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace. Those eyes make me… Continue reading

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Miss nothing, miss everything’

  Miss nothing, miss everything. We painted our world fiery red once. We try to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable. We painted our world white once. Allowed secret pain… Continue reading

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The human touch

The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry   The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down… Continue reading

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‘I want to love you like’

I want to love you like A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Just words                 .   .   I want to love you like I… Continue reading

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Hopeful heart

What you give with hopeful heart, you will get more in return. A Poem and quotes by Coyote Poetry and the great people.   What you give with hopeful heart, you will get… Continue reading

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Sweet surrender’

“Sweet surrender” A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write We must allow old wounds to heal and open new doors.   Sweet surrender Love in the lost and found  box, leave us standing… Continue reading

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