Tag Archive: Social Sciences

For Katie and for books in limbo

Books in limbo A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to the library. I requested two books. Jack London “When God laugh” and Any book written by John Dryden. I was told. Neither book… Continue reading

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Turn stone to flesh

Turn stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh… Continue reading

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Utopia of the pen and the paper. Writer’s need to be fearless.

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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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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I don’t remember how you looked.

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