Tag Archive: Online Writing

Glorious love.

Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper.                            Glorious love..We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading →

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Vinegar and sweet wine.

Vinegar and sweet wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how life can get twisted. For the bad and the good.                        … Continue reading →

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Can return no more.

Can return no more. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and actions can create bridges that can’t be repaired. Can return no more We can dwell in paradise, Swim in pleasure and sweet… Continue reading →

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Wisdom of a wasted life.

Wisdom of a wasted life A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime is hard to see beyond our own life.              Wisdom of a wasted life. When we are born. Even the poorest of… Continue reading →

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Her beauty has not blinded me.

Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers… Continue reading →

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Memory of music.

Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.   Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness. Allow the awful shadows of… Continue reading →

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I used to be.

I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to… Continue reading →

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On the thread of a word.

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem.                               On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and… 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 and… Continue reading →

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The word man.

The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry… Continue reading →

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