Category Archive: poetry

Endings and beginnings

                                         First love. Last love?                  … Continue reading

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“I lift my eyes”

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                 I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading

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My little one

My little one A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                        My little one Love, Amie, love. Five foot tall, hair of strawberry red. Sweet smile that can steal your heart. I have… Continue reading

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Katie do, Katie does

Katie do, Katie does A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be fearless and touch dreams.                       Katie do, Katie does Beautiful as the rising Summer sun. Sweet and kind like the fresh… Continue reading

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Arousing illusion

    Arousing illusion A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusion Old man told the kid sitting with him at the… Continue reading

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Please give me birth my mother

(A talented writer from the Writer’s Cafe and India. Please enjoy.) Please Give me Birth, My Mom A Poem by M.A.Rathore Girl-child is being considered a blight still in some parts of the… Continue reading

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“Relish and relinquish”

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                            … Continue reading

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“Show me the way to love”

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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The sea

The sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time.                               The sea I told her. Become like the sea. Move with… Continue reading

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“True love gives all”

True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live.                        … Continue reading

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