Tag Archive: Online Writing

Flesh and bones…

Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.            Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a… Continue reading

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The sparkles in your eyes…

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

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It is cut and dried…

(My father in 1995.) It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old words still mean the same.                      It is cut and dried… Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking… Continue reading

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Angela…

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.              Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and once only…

She kissed me once and once only A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.”                            She kissed… Continue reading

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Pathfinder…

Pathfinder A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We look in many places for what we need and want. Most times what we need is in front of our face. “                             Pathfinder… There are many way… Continue reading

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She was a cruel one…

She was a cruel one… Love left me empty and alone. I had accepted the circumstances with ease. Jack Daniel and Black velvet kept me safe and in the shadows of the Austin… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                          Beautiful Laura sat by the sea… I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you look..

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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Addiction to love…

Addiction to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Need to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived.                       Addiction to love.. True love.Foolish love.Tantalizing dances into… Continue reading

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