Category Archive: john coyote

The New York city lights-the night

The New York city lights-the night—Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter.                                    The New York city lights-the night I held Dorthy tightly. My face in her hair,  her hair smelled… Continue reading

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Good song and some poetry.

Free bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest. Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know… Continue reading

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The Lieber award

Thank you wwwpalfitness for nominating me for this award.     Again I am making my own rules. They are not difficult as was the one last night. I am going to do more than… Continue reading

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-Quiet echos an secluded places

Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading

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Happy New Year

    The best days   The best days. Family together. Laughter  shared. Our greatest wealth. A healthy and happy family. I wish everyone a Happy New years and a successful 2016. John… Continue reading

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New York city lights-part four

New York city lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part four of my time in New York.                                       New York city lights- The trip with Dorthy I left Fort Dix, New Jersey… Continue reading

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The New York city lights

The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took… Continue reading

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-The portrait of you

The portrait of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words imickeyd:(Thank you Tumblr) Nicole – Peter Coulson The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of… Continue reading

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Merry Christmas

Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading

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-Please come home to me

Please come home to me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story.                       Please come home to me I called… Continue reading

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