Everything

            Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How much do we truly need?                                  Everything If I lost everything. Would  I become afraid? We live in a time.… Continue reading

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The sweetest things.

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile.                                   The sweetest things I have saw so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading

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Happy Easter

“Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That you may be children of your… Continue reading

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Secret love and hidden wants

Secret love and hidden want Fiery eyes woman watched the Poet read his words at the Poetry reading at the Monterey coffee-house. Her sweet voice like sweet honey asked him as he sat… Continue reading

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One of my favorite poems. “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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Some love must be kept a secret. Secret love and hidden memory

                Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made me wander back in time. Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near. The writer… Continue reading

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RAPE IS A FOREVER SENTENCE! [ANIEMA'S STORY]

RAPE IS A FOREVER SENTENCE! [ANIEMA'S STORY].

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A poem for love. “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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Highway 80 west stories. Part eleven. New friends

Highway 80 west stories. Part eleven. New friends A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A lucky traveler meet good people and is taught something by them.              Highway 80 west stories. Chapter 11.  New… Continue reading

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The heartstrings

                  The heartstrings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue… Continue reading

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