Tag Archive: poetry

The stormy sea

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey bay.… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones.

Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.               Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated.… Continue reading

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Russian roulette

Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.                                   Russian roulette Beautiful young women dances… Continue reading

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In Monterey

In Monterey   A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can try to escape. Sooner or later the memories will catch up with us.                       In Monterey I called you to tell you… Continue reading

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Whiskey dreams are still the same

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading

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Love is at my door

                      Love is at my door I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream… Continue reading

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A Sergeant Joyce Kilmer poem and one of my poems.

            Tree (Sergeant Joyce Kilmer. Born December 6, 1886-died in battle july 30, 1918. My favorite poem. So beautiful and true.) I think that I shall never see… Continue reading

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My Winter love

My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading

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The lover, a Soldier 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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Midnight rendezvous

                  Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to see… Continue reading

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