Tag Archive: Poem

Love letter–part two

Love letters –part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry                                                  … Continue reading

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‘Did I ever love you?’

Did I ever love you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry            Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners… Continue reading

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‘The wild roses’

The wild roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                           The wild roses The old drunk Poet told me. Johnnie, wild roses are supported to be free and wild. Things, that are too… Continue reading

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‘Ancient floors’

                Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.… Continue reading

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‘Fairytale ending’

Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry {Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly.} Fairytale ending Love letters are sent. New hope is… Continue reading

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‘True love gives all’

  True love gives all.     (A old memory) Sixty five years together. He still stood by my grandmother with his hand in hers. He shopped daily at the Farmer Jacks and bought her… Continue reading

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Blue eyes’

Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry   A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved.   Blue eyes A blue-eyed angel is… Continue reading

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‘If I knew’

      If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry   We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness.   If I knew.… Continue reading

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‘Dangerous places and beautiful places’

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry   It is good to walk upon the edge.   Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in… Continue reading

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‘She wore flowers in her hair’

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my… Continue reading

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