Tag Archive: Poem

Please come home to me..

  Please come home to me I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day,… Continue reading

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Robert Frost and some words..

“I loved the hard climb, the untouched path. I listen for the flowing river and I go to her. Rarely do I see people. I sit with the trees, the free animals and… Continue reading

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Hemingway last dance..

Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                    Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2016.  I fell in love… Continue reading

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Tempting fate..

   Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black, I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading

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I called your name…

I called your name A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                             I called your name I called your name standing… Continue reading

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Three old poems. Young man eyes.

The whore bath A Poem by Coyote Poetry,  Written in 1992 Sometime we must think and make wise decisions. The whore bath Large shining teeth, telling me the way to heaven. I will find… Continue reading

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Leonard Cohen song and some words.

You are fire and I’m wood.       A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You are fire and I’m wood.” Thank you the great Poet Virgil for these words.                            You are… Continue reading

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The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man…

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man       She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for… Continue reading

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Misty eyes…

Misty eyes       You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow… Continue reading

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Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance)

Ly O Lay Ale Loya (Circle Dance) The elder is burning the sage, cleansing the air of separation.   He told the people, many races, many hearts and we are becoming one in… Continue reading

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