Tag Archive: Poem

‘Just words’

  There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. Ernest Hemingway   Reading and writing, like everything else, improve with practice. And, of course, if… Continue reading

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‘A Lake St. Clair prayer’

A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems.   A Lake St. Clair prayer   I’m far from my first love. The Pacific… Continue reading

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‘Captive heart’

Captive heart Divine woman love the Fall days. The cooler days make her wander into deep forest and search for quiet meadows and beautiful places. She love the feel of the freedom in… Continue reading

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A little death’

A little death   Silky skin, wine and song took us here. You are as pretty as the rising sun my love. Honey, dear and sweet heart I have called you.   You… Continue reading

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‘Broken bones, unkempt promises’

Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy.   Broken bones, unkempt promises   Fools’ dances in wishes… Continue reading

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‘The crazy ones

The crazy one   Beautiful lady can make me laugh when she dances to her own song. She is my crazy one. My wildflower who knows open roads and can make the sad… Continue reading

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A empty bottle

A empty bottle   My whiskey dreams, my last grasp at love or the emptiness at the end of the empty bottle.The broken pieces of my life laid shattered. Once sweet songs had… Continue reading

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Endings and beginnings’

Endings and beginnings   She was my salvation in the Winter of 1978. I gave up everything I believed in, I left a sweet love to fall into her arms, I fell deeper… Continue reading

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Tattoos

Tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time.   Tattoos   My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my… Continue reading

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‘I understand why we protect the wildflowers now’

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.)   I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading

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