Monthly Archive: February, 2013

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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Killer on the road.

No winner in war. Just men learning to survive the day and the memories.                Coyote Killer on the road A Poem by Coyote Poetry The good and bad we do in a life.… Continue reading

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The whore bath.

Today they asked the USA Generals. Would they kill United State citizens?  The Military was used often in civil matters in the history of the USA. This poem is based on some training… 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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Father’s burden.

Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden (My father  was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading

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So beautiful.

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful  as an early morning sunrise.As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading

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If I knew.

If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew. I would of  loved more… Continue reading

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The gray whale

The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive. The gray whale(For Leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of tequila… Continue reading

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Dreaming of Scotland

Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget.                        Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… 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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