Tag Archive: Poet

“I want to see you again.” Everyone have their Beatrice. Sometime unreachable.

I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good days become sweet dreams with time.                   I want to see you again. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories… Continue reading

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A poem for the coming Summer days. “I’m no-one. You are everything.”

I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The… Continue reading

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The red dress

The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become gold with time. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.                              The red dress… Continue reading

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Time to pause and think . How many more must die for the profit of war??

Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know… Continue reading

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A soldier’s prayer

The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.… Continue reading

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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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If I knew

If I knew A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we knew the future. Would we have done things differently?                           If I knew If I knew yesterday was our last day together, was… Continue reading

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Life is chance. Sometime less is better than none. “Spin the bottle”

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                    Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading

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A poem for spring. “She wore flowers in her hair”

Thank you Tumbr. She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams… Continue reading

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The Water, Sky and the Earth. Chapter six. Silent Bobcat/Dark moon

The Water, Sky and the Earth. chapter six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part six of four Native Americans looking for a reason to be alive.                         The Water, Sky and the Earth… Continue reading

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