Category Archive: coyote poetry

Everything was you…

Everything was you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Everything was you       Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got.     I have gone crazy and… Continue reading

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The storm…

The storm     We painted pretty pictures into the sand and we danced on cloud nine on the mountain peaks. We got lost on highway 69 and we didn’t want to be… Continue reading

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Katy Funke song and a poem.

The September song…. The leave are turning and the nights are cooler. The children are playing outside, enjoying the last days of Summer. I have become like the Autumn, my once young and … Continue reading

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Recollection….

Recollections   ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie….     I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit… Continue reading

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My home is Northern Michigan….

My home is Northern Michigan I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading

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The silence and the sea….

The silence and the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write. The silence and the sea     Blessed is the man who knew regret and he learn from it. Lucky is the… Continue reading

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The dance of the flowers..

The dance of the flowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The dance of the flowers.           My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest… Continue reading

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Imagine there no war, no violence

Dear child     The world weeps blood. Whole world blinded by hate and separation. Who will tell the child? He was born with no chance or opportunity. Born to learn to survive… Continue reading

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Write on me….

Write on me   The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you for the  sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading

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Those were the days, my friend….

Those were the days, my friend A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few seconds. She… Continue reading

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