Tag Archive: Poem

“The lucky or the crazy?”

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

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“Deeper and deeper we shall fall”

Deeper and deeper we shall fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together                             Deeper and deeper we… Continue reading

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Some quotes

Quotes from London, Dryden and me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I re-read Dryden and London yesterday. Here are some quotes and thoughts. Quotes from London, Dryden and me. “Marriage is dead, when… Continue reading

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Heart on fire

Heart on fire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Heart on fire My faithful heart had learned once again. Love was near and so damn sweet. Once we held a captive love… Continue reading

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My Ojibwa Grandmother chant

Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life.                                      Ojibwa… 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… Continue reading

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Some California poetry

Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age.   —— California isn’t enough I called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.… Continue reading

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“Bitter branches”

Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading

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“Love demand payment”

Love demand payment. Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see. He wrote words with many meanings. Reap what… Continue reading

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‘Everything was you”

Everything was you   Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy. I have found peace in loneliness. You were my everything. I was your mountain… Continue reading

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