Tag Archive: Poem

The whiskey and the beer…

The whiskey and the beer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Easy to hide in the wrong things.                            The whiskey and the beer… A whiskey and a beer was the song we sang to… Continue reading

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So beautiful…

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry. Good dreams.  So Beautiful…                                     (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful  as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading

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If I was the king of the forest…

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old memories and old dreams.                         If I was the King of the Forest… American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading

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Only love can hurt like this…

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The Gypsy moon…

The Gypsy moon.. 1- Please listen to the song of nature, she is bleeding, she is dying. Mother Earth, giver of the water, giver of the plants and the giver of the clean… Continue reading

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No regret…

No regret… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good people bless us with their time and friendship.                                      No regret… She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl.Eyes of golden brown, long legged and a robust… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked…

(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading

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The coyote song..

The Coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry “We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death.   The Coyote song..  Beautiful… Continue reading

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The coastline…

The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading

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Pretty pictures…

 Pretty pictures… I loved love, but love didn’t love me. I told the pretty Austin, Texas gal. I adored her bare shoulders and her black dress that draped her skin tightly. She smiled… Continue reading

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