Daily Archive: September 15, 2022

Stitches.. And a Leonard Cohen song.

Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading

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The Nightingale song..

The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading

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I like to see the eyes..

I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery.                                 I like to see the eyes.. I don’t… Continue reading

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The storm..

The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone.                                      The storm.. Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading

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A million stars to see.

A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry  All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side.  (Live fast. Died young. Be wild.… Continue reading

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The flight of love..

The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… 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 paper…… Continue reading

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Hell-bend highway..

Hell-bend highway A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some folks cannot be saved. In my lifetime. I lost three four brothers to drugs and alcohol. Two committed suicide and today still. We don’t know why?… Continue reading

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