Tag Archive: poetry

“The rising sun”

The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with old men and pretty women.… Continue reading

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October

  Dear October Hello dear October, my old friend. Cooler day and the beauty of the change of color, of the trees. Allow us to slow down and ponder who we are, where… Continue reading

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“The Raven and the Coyote”

The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.                              The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by… Continue reading

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The utopia of the pen and the paper

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading

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No mercy

No mercy dear Elizabeth   She found me alone by the St Clair lake and she wore a silky red dress. I saw her from a distance and I watched her walk quickly… Continue reading

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I want to dance with you tonight

(Easy life and quiet death-Sir Walter Scott) (We poets in our youth  begin with gladness; but there off in the end despondency and madness- Wordsworth) I want to dance with you tonight Sober… Continue reading

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“Regards to a old memory”

Regards to a old memory     I know love is never a fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same wants.  … Continue reading

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Great song and some words.

   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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“The poet”

The Poet     You make words come alive and vibrant, you love books and words, you whispered words to create escape and better place. Dear Poet, please talk to me, please read… Continue reading

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The easy days

The easy days and the good days.   On a cold days in the the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow. Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love… Continue reading

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