Tag Archive: poetry

I want to see you again.

            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… Continue reading →

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On the thread of a word.

On the  thread of a word. On the thread of a word of tenderness. I hold you close to me. I whisper I love and need you. We stand in opposite corners. Became… Continue reading →

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Dreams, wishes and whispers.

Dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful faces appear making you wish for different decisions and better endings.                                   Dreams, wishes and whispers. Old age make us ponder thoughts and… Continue reading →

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Memory of a Mother. (A poem to celebrate the woman who mold the world for us.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading →

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An empty book.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading →

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Sweet pleasures and rare delights.

          Sweet pleasure and rare delights   Some dreams should not be touched. They burn the heart till death allows you to depart. Beautiful woman dance in my memory.… Continue reading →

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Blue eyes

Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved.                … Continue reading →

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Coyote spirit

Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and… Continue reading →

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Spare me your stories and sleazy words.

Spare me your stories and sleazy words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Mistakes can be costly. The lessons are to teach us to be kind. Spare me your stories and sleazy words. (2… Continue reading →

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My beautiful Beatrice.

My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.                                My beautiful Beatrice.… Continue reading →

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