Category Archive: john denver

“The light and the darkness”

The light and the darkness   You told me. “The black heart, too dark and cold for love. Is just barren soil. Nothing can live in soil swimming in the blood of heartache… Continue reading

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Love had no pride

Love had no pride   Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once,… Continue reading

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Poetry month- I knew how to love once

I knew how to sing once dear Julie   Once I believe in love and I believed in the ambrosia of forever. When I drink my coffee late at night and I write.… Continue reading

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“Addiction to love”

Addiction to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived.                      Addiction to love True love. Foolish love.… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-My great love

My great love     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.                     My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my… Continue reading

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“I’m no-one and you are everything.

I’m no-one and you are everything   A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men… Continue reading

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Holy as love

Holy as love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some short poetry. Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with  me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told… Continue reading

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“Too late for forgiveness”

Too late for forgiveness A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem finally. A sad one. If you feel death is more important then life. Please call me. Maybe I can help. Too… Continue reading

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Lead with concern, kindness and love

Two Brothers A Poem by Coyote Poetry I learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. Two brothers After… Continue reading

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Old poetry and with the same meaning 37 years later. “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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