Tag Archive: Psychology

I remember you.

          I remember you (We can’t allow the small things to kill off all our hopes and dreams. Our children need to have something to reach for. If we… Continue reading →

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Dreams

Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life.      Dreams I have… Continue reading →

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dance in my head. Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how you… Continue reading →

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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… Continue reading →

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Sweet Peggy

        Sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm  Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate.… Continue reading →

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Dreams, wishes and reality.

Dreams, wishes and reality. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Looking back in time. We realize we had a good life. Dreams, wishes and reality. Best days in a life are simple and free.… 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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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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My beautiful Daniela

My beautiful Daniela I awoke with great pain in my chest. I was escaping Germany soon. A face of an angel who broke my heart was appearing in my mind. I decided to… Continue reading →

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