Tag Archive: poetry

As long as the grass shall grow..

As Long As The Grass Shall Grow… He told the prettiest girl in his world, thank you for staying with me. I have been following you since the Summer of 1976 and you… Continue reading

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Bad to the bone.. And one of the great songs.

Bad to the bone A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Good music took me to good days and places.) Bad to the bones.. (Written in 1989 rewritten today) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which… Continue reading

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Silence and listen..

Silence and listen.. Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind.  Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading

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We need more love words..

We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading

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Please stay with me till the world ends my dear lover.

Please stay with me till the world ends my dear lover.. I called your name and I asked the moon. Please one more kiss, please one more dance with the most beautiful lady… Continue reading

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Coffee shop conversation.

Coffee shop conversation. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Poem by Coyote PoetryGood coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                   … Continue reading

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The lake song..

The lake song… I told her. I apology sweet Alison. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have my… Continue reading

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The sweetest things..

The sweetest things.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive.” The sweetest thing… I have seen so many mysteries and  seen so much beauty. I swam … Continue reading

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Misty eyes..

Misty eyes.. You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow down this day,… Continue reading

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Blood in, blood out..

Blood in, Blood out.. Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What did we leave behind… Continue reading

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