Tag Archive: Poet

Four little poems…

Four little poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like.                                      DreamsI could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did… Continue reading

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I want to know you…

I want to know you… Silence whispers and the old photos, they give me remnants of who you are. Do you know me?  I believe woman are more layered than men. Rarely does… Continue reading

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A stranger, I became.

A stranger, I became. He was corrupted by the Army, almost 15 years, twisted his minds and his needs. Once he needed home, once he needed his family. And now he need new… Continue reading

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Already broken.

Already broken… Oldest and most tire man in Michigan escaped to find something lost. He remembers a Auburn hair with a silky voice, the whiskey nights and the Soldier’s liar prayer. He gave… Continue reading

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Tender loving care..

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real love is given without the desire of reward.”                                        Tender loving care… She had big blue eyes and she sat on my lap at… Continue reading

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The brown eyed girl..

The brown eyed girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and… Continue reading

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Love letters, never send…

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sometime letters are not send. Maybe fear of rejection? Or fear of being wanted?                      Love letters, never send… Dear Peggy… I wanted to drop a note. I left… Continue reading

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The Devil dances at midnight…

The Devil dances at midnight… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July new poetry forty-seven.  The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and… Continue reading

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My due reward.

My due reward… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  July new poetry number forty-six.  My due reward… Once the kindest girl in Michigan told me. Please don’t die. You love your damn wars, maybe if… Continue reading

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I overlooked an Orchid…

  I overlooked the orchid… I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose. The orchid I overlooked was you. The rose that I was searching for was proved to be untrue. The orchid,… Continue reading

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