Monthly Archive: March, 2014

You are fire and I’m wood

You are fire and I’m wood. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You are fire and I’m wood.” Thank you the great Poet Virgil for these words.                        You are fire and I’m wood… Continue reading

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Highway 80 west stories. Part five. Conversation with Lana.

Highway 80 west stories. Part five Two days in Salt Lake city. Conversation with Lana. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My traveling tale. I left the war and took a 12 days road… Continue reading

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Poetry for love. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses

Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life.                     Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading

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The sweet red wine

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                      … Continue reading

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Three short poems.

Three short poems about love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Trying to be less epic for one day.                       Three short poems about loveOpen doors Open the shades wide. Lite the incense candles… Continue reading

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Who can limit love?

Who can limit love? She wanted to be the Joan of Arc in the mystery of love. I told her. Love is like the early morning tide of the sea. You can’t control… Continue reading

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The Corrs – Unplugged – Acoustic Concert

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Wisdom of the Medicine wheel One planet and one people

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. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading

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Bittersweet goodbye

Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.     Bittersweet closure “I walk up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading

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The sea and memories. We need muses and sirens. Lead us to the unknown.

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                                              My… Continue reading

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