Tag Archive: Poem

“She was a diamond”

She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a  Diamond 20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasted… Continue reading

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“Trees”

Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that… Continue reading

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“Song of the dead and the song of the living?

Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places                                       Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading

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“Purgatory and no place to go”

Purgatory Inn and no place to go.   I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold. Bartender keeps them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early and… Continue reading

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“A woman palms”

A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had… Continue reading

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A little sin

wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo)   Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading

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The bad love

Bad love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem written in 1994 with a re-write The b+ad love I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the… Continue reading

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“Cocoa beach”

Cocoa beach A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places and old memories Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa… Continue reading

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“Let’s drink and pray for more”

Let’s drink and pray for more A Poem by Coyote Poetry                  Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor. Barely old enough to be in the… Continue reading

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“Did I tell you?”

Did I tell you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person is thankful for what he has. Did I tell you? I don’t remember if I told you how beautiful you are. I have… Continue reading

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