Tag Archive: Poem

A wing and a prayer…

 A wing and a prayer… He told the Lake St. Clair. We become, who suppose become. Hell-bound life can lead us to place of peace. He told the lady of the lake. Kind… Continue reading

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When the children cry and the poem, The whore bath…

The whore bath… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Seek the truth. The controlled media will lead you to confusion. We must know the truth.  (When the children cry. Do we listen? Ukraine, rarely spoken… Continue reading

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The saga of Veronica…

The saga of Veronica… Part one.. She torments my mind and she swim in my dreams. She loved the white English roses and the Spring wildflowers. She laughed at my poetry and I… Continue reading

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The wisp/the kiss….

The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea…. Part one He had traveled 1500 miles to see her face and he went to her home. He waited for her and… Continue reading

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I am jealous of the sea..

I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust, of the night coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous… Continue reading

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Your love, like heroin…

Your love, like Heroin… Lace and silk, whiskey and sin, pain and misery we loved. I loved to watch you paint your beautiful face and I told you. You are a natural beauty.… Continue reading

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I had a dream, I had a good dream…

I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote Poetry  My dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading

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Please read and pass-on.. When the blind men and the blind women lead us.. Time for change.

When the blind men and women lead us… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  June poetry number five. So many people need help in the USA. Need help from the fat politician in Washington D.C.… Continue reading

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The lucky and the crazy…

The lucky and the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.               The lucky and the crazy… We danced by… Continue reading

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Spending time with Tom Jones and a few words.

I am growing old and I know now what life is. My grandfather told me often. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing. Better to hold silence than to create a unrepairable situation. ”… Continue reading

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