Tag Archive: Online Writing

Dreams, wishes and whispers.

Dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful faces appear making you wish for different decisions and better endings.                                   Dreams, wishes and whispers. Old age make us ponder thoughts and… Continue reading

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Memory of a Mother. (A poem to celebrate the woman who mold the world for us.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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An empty book.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading

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Blue eyes

Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved.                … Continue reading

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Spare me your stories and sleazy words.

Spare me your stories and sleazy words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Mistakes can be costly. The lessons are to teach us to be kind. Spare me your stories and sleazy words. (2… Continue reading

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My beautiful 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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Stay with me.

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me  I sipped… Continue reading

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Dark eyed Angel who lost her wings.

Dark Eyes Angel who losts her wing. (I was still roaming the country. The days when time wasn’t a concern. May 1994. Writing and reading poetry brought me the confused and lost woman.… Continue reading

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Where will this road lead us?

Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in the heart. Awoken with one sweet kiss.                    … Continue reading

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The Gypsy dance.

The Gypsy dance. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to know freedom and understand the dance of free-will and dreams.  The Gypsy dance Late at night on the Monterey bay. If you listen… Continue reading

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