Monthly Archive: August, 2017

“The Iron Mountain song”

The Iron Mountain song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                       The Iron Mountain song I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw… Continue reading

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Goodbye August

Goodbye August A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Goodbye August September days are coming and the warm days of Summer will be gone. I went to the willow trees and I said… Continue reading

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“The memory of you, coffee and I”

The memory of you, coffee and I. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. coyotepoet            The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops  and you. Blessed… Continue reading

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a summer sea

Originally posted on House of Heart:
Folded beneath white caps rosy crystals stack in layers, letting go  their hold-fast seashells loosen their grip. Released from the rushing tide tendrils of   slippery seaweed catch…

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‘I Saw Beckett The Other Day’ and other poems by Órfhlaith Foyle

Originally posted on Poethead; a poetry blog :
Photograph of Her Brother’s Skull   They give you to me, a numbered skull from a high shelf and in my hand you are a strange…

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My last stand

My last stand will be in New York city. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two brother die by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace. My last stand will be… Continue reading

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Where Beautiful Things Grow

Originally posted on The Scribe Ark:
? Kiss me once Like a butterfly I flutter Above the ground Kiss me twice Like a rocket I rush Deep into space Then like rain I…

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“Killed and killed”

Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come… Continue reading

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Sins of our father

Sins of our father. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence.   Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading

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“I left a lady crying’

I left a lady crying A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just some words.                                     I left a lady crying Lady true lay down alone. Words of love left her upside down and alone.… Continue reading

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