Tag Archive: Poem

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We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more..

We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My muse is alive today.  We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more..  Beautiful poet came to me and she whispered.… Continue reading →

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Disease..

Disease.. Two strangers sat together.Discussing things that didn’t matter.   The woman looked at the man.Told him.“I was once a beauty once.Men begged for my attention.”  He whispered.“Beauty is one less burden you… Continue reading →

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Bloody anger..

(Johnnie and baby Beulah in 1998) Bloody anger A Poem by Coyote PoetryNegative words and anger lead to dead-ends and separations. A wise man is quiet when anger control his mind. Bloody anger.. Sometime I… Continue reading →

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My grandmother hope and wishes..

(My grandparent in 1979 in Detroit.) A Poem by Coyote PoetryI lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to… Continue reading →

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My November song.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.

My November song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading →

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Please remember who you were..

Please remember who you were… I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading →

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Dear Andrea..

Dear Andrea… I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by,old wounds don’t hurt so badly.Old sorrow… Continue reading →

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She was a dancer…

She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading →

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Nothing could stop me…

Nothing could stop me… Nothing could stop me from seeking you. A gentle Summer breeze caressed my face, warning me of a new journey to touch.Nothing could stop me from following you, walking… Continue reading →

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