Tag Archive: Online Writing

Strangers, trains and planes

Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading →

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“Some days can be perfect”

Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning… Continue reading →

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“Choose the road your love”

Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it.                   Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred… Continue reading →

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“So beautiful”

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful  as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up… Continue reading →

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The red dress

The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time.                    The red dress   The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this… Continue reading →

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Two short poems

Two short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I hope you enjoy.                                  Lingering I remember you. Those lingering kisses and your silken tender skin against me. Your love was holy… Continue reading →

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New York city ( Part one)

New York city lights       I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took a leave after I arrived in the USA… Continue reading →

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I didn’t know

I didn’t know A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Enjoy.                          I didn’t know My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised me today only.… Continue reading →

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“Just men”

                                                       Death Valley        … Continue reading →

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“A 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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