Tag Archive: poems

The sea, the wishes. Please listen to the lovely Tosha Hill song.

The sea, the wishes. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes, and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words, and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading

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The willow tree.

The willow trees. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you… Continue reading

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Words.

Words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Do words have value?  Words. Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and… Continue reading

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The poet’s wisp.

The poet’s wisp… The pretty Texas gal asked me. You are here every Friday and Saturday morning by the Austin River sitting alone. Reading your books and writing into your journal. You read yearly… Continue reading

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Open doors, dead poets and bare feet.

1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading

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The value of words.

Words A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Do words have value?  Words.. Once I was the talker, the jokester, the man who laughed at the struggle of the world. I believed I was invincible and… Continue reading

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Poetry for nature.

Short poems for nature. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We need to protect nature and the free animal of the earth and the sea.                                 1- Mother Earth Her dress is of the green… Continue reading

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My wild Texas rose.

My wild Texas rose. Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… 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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The sea, the wishes.

The sea, the wishes. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes, and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words, and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading

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