Category Archive: myth

Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2021

Monkey’s paw- Halloween 2021 A Story by Coyote Poetry Part of old version and a modern version. Be careful what you wish for. Everything cost some something. Happy Halloween.          … Continue reading

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Halloween tale- Don’t look for things you don’t want to find…

Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                 Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. Old… Continue reading

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The liar’s moon

Liar’s moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some new words.                       The liar’s moon The Coyote was quiet tonight, tranquil night allowed him to recede… Continue reading

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The Island- part six

The Island- part six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter finally.                                          … Continue reading

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The Island- part four

(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter)   The Island- part four   I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading

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Roses and lovers

Roses and lovers   “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak-… Continue reading

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The wild roses

The wild roses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                          The wild roses The old drunk Poet told me. Johnnie, wild roses are supported to be free and wild. Things, that are… Continue reading

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Fate and destiny

The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break.                              The threads of… Continue reading

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Rewriting old tale-Natures grieve

Nature grieve A Story by Coyote Poetry Myth and tale. I hope? Nature’s grieve She sat alone on top of Himalayas mountains. She knew the ending was coming for mankind. Her flowing long strawberry… Continue reading

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The touch of life-myth and tale

(I wrote in 1996 for the birth of my child. I hope you like.) Nature’s grieves She sat alone on top of Himalayas mountains. She knew the ending was coming for mankind. Her flowing… Continue reading

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