Tag Archive: Online Writing

We become, who we suppose to be…

We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Chapter one. I believe, life takes us where we suppose to be.                     … Continue reading →

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Fall, the falling leaves and beautiful Eva Cassidy song…

Fall, the falling leaves… Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading →

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The fray- the beginning…

(Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a botched new… Continue reading →

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The fray…. Lost and found.

The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading →

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I am jealous of the sea…

I am jealous of the sea… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some new words. I need a year in Monterey.  I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming… Continue reading →

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First words, last words…

First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars. … Continue reading →

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The sparkle in your eyes…

The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old memories and old places.                   The sparkles in your eyes… I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading →

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No tears at my farewell…

No tears at my farewell A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them.                        No tears at my farewell… When my body becomes tiredThe blood doesn’t… Continue reading →

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My Winter love… And a Hope Winter song…

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When the cold wind of Winter is blowing mean, we need a kind person near, to make us smile.  My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry… Continue reading →

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Gods gonna cut you down…

God’s going to cut you down…       (Johnnie Cash) I told the kids. Hate make us no good. Leave us almost dead. When you dead. What is left? I told the preacher. I have… Continue reading →

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