Tag Archive: Poem

‘Jennifer’

Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written.)   Jennifer   I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in… Continue reading

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‘Waiting by the wayside’

Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts.   Waiting by the wayside   I was waiting by the wayside. Trying to… Continue reading

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Love letters never send

Love letters never send. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime letters are not send. Maybe fear of rejection? Or fear of being wanted?   Love letter never send.   Dear Peggy   I… Continue reading

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The Poet

The Poet You make words come alive and vibrant, you love books and words. You whispered words to create escape and better place. “Dear Poet, talk to me, read to me and whisper… Continue reading

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Hands of stone

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for)   Hands of stone   Life is hard.… Continue reading

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Poetry- Love, passion and meaning.

Poetry-love, passion and meaning.   “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only… Continue reading

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‘A Sunday prayer’

A Sunday prayer   Time for us, all of us to stop. Give a few second of your busy day. We need to stop and to pray. Pray for our world. Pray we… Continue reading

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Whiskey

Whiskey   She danced alone on the dance floor at the Jazz club. Moving her body with a gentle ease and making every movement of perfect long legs, wonderful womanly curves and hips.… Continue reading

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The first time I saw your face’

The first time I saw your face   I found lonely road and Godless hearts. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was… Continue reading

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‘Fallen angels’

Fallen angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like.   Fallen Angels   In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war… Continue reading

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