Are we crazy, the people of this world?
Are we crazy the people of this world? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write Are we crazy the people of this world? (Old words with the same meaning. Korea, Syria and 132… Continue reading
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The tree by Lake St. Clair
The tree When I was in the Army. I was always in the desert. 110 in the sun. No place to take cover or cool down. Us old soldiers would gather. Talk of… Continue reading
Laugh, dance and know love
My dear Grandfather told us often. Don’t come into my house with anger. My house is the home of love. Leave your problems outside the door and please sit with me and talk.… Continue reading
I won’t cry
I won’t cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry. I won’t cry My father told me. Men don’t cry. We accept life-like good soldiers and stand tall in the hard days. I… Continue reading
“The lines in the sand.
The lines in the sand. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Come a time where we must decide what we truly need. The lines in the sand Two people had reached the… Continue reading
“Some days are perfect”
Some days are perfect Wine, dance and the song. The good days are long and sweet. The tasty and sweet wines open the doors to new friendships and possibilities. New songs are written… Continue reading
Dear Amie
Dear Amie (Denying love rewards leave you with great reward) Sweet words once whispered by an ancient Poet. Dear Amie. Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret. The… Continue reading
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
Don’t pray for the dead men. Pray for the live ones.
Don’t pray for dead men. Pray for the live ones. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to… Continue reading
You are my everything
sunfl0wer-spirit ~ summer throwback 🌿 coyotepoet You are my everything I have walked in the clouds in the mountains of Honduras and I have danced with the waves of the Pacific ocean… Continue reading