Category Archive: coyote poetry

Coyote spirit…

Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left? Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held… Continue reading

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Young men dream and the old men wish.

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                          Young men dream and old men wish.… Continue reading

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Tempting fate..

   Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black, I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading

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Be quiet dear lover

 Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany Winter… Continue reading

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Relish and relinquish..

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                             Relish… Continue reading

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Measure and weight..

Measure and weight A Poem by Coyote Poetry What make us feel human and alive? I believe it is the love we embrace and the forgiveness we must understand and accept.                                    Measure and… Continue reading

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I would steal the moon for you..

I would steal the moon for you My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven near the sea, small tent and sleeping bag. We drank tequila with the… Continue reading

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July 13, Michigan beach day

Michigan beach day     Grandchildren needed the water today. A lake day. Lake St. Clair, was first-time clean in so many years. Coronaviras days, factories, not polluting the great lakes. The slower… Continue reading

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Never been to Spain..

Never been to Spain Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map. He touches the country Spain and he told the clouds. I never been to Spain, I… Continue reading

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I want to love a Bonnie girl.

I want to love a Bonnie girl I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German places… Continue reading

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