Tag Archive: Poem

God’s gonna cut you down…

God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash) A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry.      God’s going to cut… Continue reading

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The crossroads of the embrace or the decay?

The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time you… Continue reading

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Broken man prayers….

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.               … Continue reading

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Sin is sin, till we partake…

Sin is sin, till we partake…. He told the pretty Irish girl, sin is sin till we partake in her sweetness. Then the sin become a part of us, we will accept willingly.… Continue reading

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Your face…

Your face.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July poetry number nineteen.  Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were… Continue reading

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She was a diamond…

She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.  She was a  Diamond…                                20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasted… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked…

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 strawberry red? I  try to describe you and each time I… Continue reading

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The coyote spirit…

Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Last dream, we hold, is freedom. When it is gone. What is left?  Coyote spirit… (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life… Continue reading

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Words, never spoken…

Words, never spoken… Last two years been very hard. 2020 and 2021, I lost many to cancer and to sickness. Today I miss their voices and I yearn to talk to them again.… Continue reading

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A California free man once…

A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight…. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading

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