Monthly Archive: March, 2014

Another poem for the season of spring. “Wildflowers dreams”

Wildflower dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be among the wildflowers. Free from life problems and trying to find the freedom we once held precious.                                     Wildflowers dreams. She was pretty… Continue reading

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My poem to welcome Spring. I’m still waiting. “My great love.”

My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.                     My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s… Continue reading

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Some people never leave our thoughts. “You are always on my mind.”

You are always on my mind. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us                   … Continue reading

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Drunk man calling

Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories.        Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading

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Highway 80 west stories. Chapter seven. Good conversation.

Highway 80 west stories. Chapter seven. Good conversation. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Ancient people can teach us how to live.                       Highway 80 west stories. Part eight.  Conversation with new friends. The… Continue reading

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Walking Eagle

    Never ask a Native American the truth. You may not like the answer.      

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Happy International day of poetry

Originally posted on tariqjaser:
Its a glorious day 😀

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For Christina May Shanaberg. Can’t forget the kind Poets who are missed.

Christina May Shanaberg left  our world 8 June 2012. She was a friendly voice and friend on Writer Cafe. These are her poetry. We must allow her words to live so she will… Continue reading

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Chapter six. Salt Lake city

            Chapter six. Salt Lake city A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A nice city to learn what you truly need.                             Salt Lake city I told Lana. We… Continue reading

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USA teaches the youth death before love. “Killer on the road.”

Killer on the road         A Poem by Coyote Poetry What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will always stay with us. Young men and woman… Continue reading

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