Category Archive: life

I used to be.

I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to… Continue reading

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I lift my eyes

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                 I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading

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I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. I… Continue reading

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The word man.

The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry… Continue reading

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It is alright my friend. Karma is a fair judge.

        It is alright my friend. Karma is a fair judge. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need peace and calm. Need to put away the anger.                            It is… Continue reading

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Little boy blue.

Little boy blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a child fall down. Someone must pick them up or they could be lost forever.                               Little boy blue Little boy blue lost in… Continue reading

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Sweet red wine.

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.  Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines… Continue reading

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Father’s burden. (Good to remember the people who taught us how to live.)

                                            Last day with my father. He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things. Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter… Continue reading

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Souvenirs

                                                                                                                     Grandparent                                                    Grandparent. Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age.                    Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big… Continue reading

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Anything goes.

Anything goes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Days of your roaming the Texas bars. Left me with some good memories. Highway 35 had many good places to rest. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading

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