The New York city lights

The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took… Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on                                   I can show you God The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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When God laughs

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading

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Poesy

Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today. Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading

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The Medicine wheel.

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people.                … Continue reading

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Mercy

Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading

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Dead flowers.

Dead flowers       I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to… Continue reading

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A Slug Reborn

Originally posted on A Sliver of Life:
A distressed Slug one day, prayed aloud to Mother, you’ve left me less blessed, than my Snail brother. A lovely shell to show off, a home…

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Last Words

Originally posted on WORDS IN THE LIGHT:
I could send you a letter to put bitterness into your heart, but thorns and salt on the wound might hurt me more than Winters did.…

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Remembering Martin Luther King Jr.

  Remembering Martin Luther King Jr. I was just a baby when Martin Luther King Jr. led the world to equality with his sermons of love and anti-violence. Even as a young boy… Continue reading

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Martin Luther King Jr. day. January 20

As a boy. I heard Martin Luther King Jr. speak in Detroit. He spoke with the thunder of hope. Please remember the man of honor, the man of peace.

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I want to love a bonnie girl.

 I want to love a bonnie girl I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German places… Continue reading

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“Roses and lovers”.

Roses and lovers “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading

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THE SCULLERY MAID

Originally posted on – MIKE STEEDEN –:
THE SCULLERY MAID a nebula of apathy dims the moral high ground there is nothing enlightening to unearth atop Mount Virtue no reward at all however…

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MIS LETRAS, ESPERO QUE OS GUSTEN, SALEN DE MI ALMA.

Originally posted on POESÍA JAPONESA DE ELFICAROSA.:
“Para mí, el mayor placer de la escritura no es el tema que se trate, sino la música que hacen las palabras.” Truman Capote. Todo…

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sea scape dream scape

Originally posted on Life as Improv:
some times on land, reality is fine edged and crisp, but on an impulse to go on out to the beach on a warm winter day, I…

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