The coyote song.
The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death. The coyote song… Continue reading
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Wildflower dreams
Wildflower dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be among the wildflowers. Free from life problems and trying to find the freedom we once held precious. Wildflowers dreams. She was pretty as… Continue reading
Secret love and hidden memory
Secret love and hidden memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Someone today told me. Write a new poem. Here it is. Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made… Continue reading
Ancient floors
Ancient floors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better. The… Continue reading
On the thread of a word
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and… Continue reading
Love letters not send. Part one.
Love letters not send. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime letters are not send. Maybe fear of rejection? Or fear of being wanted? Love letter never send. Dear Peggy I wanted to drop… Continue reading
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon of… Continue reading
Family pictures
Family pictures. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Kind people leave us with kind memories and show us how to live. Family pictures. Do we know when the final goodbye is? Did we… Continue reading
A dance with death.
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death.(If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading
Mend and alter
Mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter Life is simple my friends. There is consequences for… Continue reading