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She had Angels wings upon her back

She had Angels wings upon her back A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is sad when little is acceptable. When we forgot the sweet want of love and kindness. Warning This Poem is… 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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Secret love and hidden places

Secret love and hidden places A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime kind people can make you dream and wish for things you cannot have.                                          … Continue reading

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What will I remember?

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember?     Days pass by. Life goes on. What will… Continue reading

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The dance

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and once only

                                                  Sweet Brigitte She kissed me once and once… Continue reading

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Happy New years.

The holidays need to be for the family and friends. We never know when it the last goodbye. I like the phrase “Until we meet again.”  I make one goal each year. To… Continue reading

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Liar’s prayer

Liar’s prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading ancient writers and computer was down. Started writing some new poetry. I hope you enjoy.                                   Liar’s prayer My kind and new friend. We sat… Continue reading

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Ancient floors

Ancient floors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ancient floors In the mirrors of time. Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better. The… Continue reading

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The Poet

The Poet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen.                         The Poet Many moons ago in… Continue reading

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