Tag Archive: poems

Write, write and write some more.

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?”                             … Continue reading

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We were young once.

We were young once. “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading

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My secret love. And a beautiful Doris Day song.

Secret loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry  “Let’s the bells ring, and let the boy sing, let the cup go around.” John Fletcher     Secret love. You bare your words, exposing secret places and thoughts.… Continue reading

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The world is crying. Old words, same meaning.

The world is crying A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I found this poem in a old book. It is 43 years old.  (Please do not forget Renee and Alex. Please remember the cities under… Continue reading

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The lost and found.

The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry “When love is misplaced. Hard to find again.”                      The lost and found. I loved the Monterey nights.  I would walk from Fort Ord, California… Continue reading

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Just enough.

Just enough ( An adult poem.) A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Live fast, test life and hope for a good landing.” Just enough. Long distance calls begging me tostop by and spend time with… Continue reading

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The poet.

“Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                         The Poet. Many moons ago in the city of Monterey, CaI create many friends… Continue reading

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Almost a love story.

Almost a love story. You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often… Continue reading

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The stranger and the poet song.

The stranger and the poet song. Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just released for the sake of the body… Continue reading

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The parable of the flowers.

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man.  She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas. I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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