Category Archive: Boeblingen

I am no-one. You are everything.

I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The farewells are… Continue reading

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My masterpiece

  My masterpiece   Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes… Continue reading

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“The intoxication kiss”

The intoxicating kiss   The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter

Remembering the fragrance of Winter   I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the… Continue reading

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Wrote in 1978-If I was the king of the forest.

If I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading

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Germany poetry- Wildflower dreams

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me.                            Wildflowers dream      (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading

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If I was the king of the forest.

–Pray for peace. Pray for the end of violence. We need to lead with concern, kindness and love. For the sake of the children in our world.   IF I was the king… Continue reading

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One of my old poems- Stay with me

Please stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… Continue reading

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Some Germany poetry- Show me the way to love

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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36 year old poetry-Little had changed

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading

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