Tag Archive: Online Writing

The hills and the old Apache..

The hills and the Apache A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A old poem when I was seeking who I was. Written in 1992.  The hills and the old Apache I had a bottle of… Continue reading

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My siren….

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.     My Siren..   The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the… Continue reading

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Wounded angel…

Wounded angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry   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… Continue reading

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I will love you forever and a day…

“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time.    ” I will love you forever and a… Continue reading

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Cry a tear…

Cry a tear A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979.                                Cry a tear.. My heart still can bleed with pain and loss still.Tears can… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star…

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old dreams never fade away.  A wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish… Continue reading

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The lucky and the crazy…

The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.               The lucky or the crazy… We danced by… Continue reading

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The sun, the moon and the stars…

The sun, the moon and the stars ————————————————————————————– She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warm our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading

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You are my poetry…

  You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once… Continue reading

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My Spring equinox poem- April come she will.

 April come she will… March days are almost done. Tomorrow is the day for Spring equinox. I am waiting for the warm days to make my spirit of hope to come alive. I… Continue reading

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