Category Archive: photos

My Beatrice

My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.                                My beautiful Beatrice. Miracles and sweet… Continue reading

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Please come to Monterey

Please come to Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written.   Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown… Continue reading

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Goodbye August

Goodbye August A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Goodbye August September days are coming and the warm days of Summer will be gone. I went to the willow trees and I said… Continue reading

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“The sweetest things”

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile.                                   The sweetest things I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading

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The tree by Lake St. Clair

The tree When I was in the Army.  I was always in the desert. 110 in the sun. No place to take cover or cool down. Us old soldiers would gather. Talk of… Continue reading

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Some Michigan Spring photos

Lake St. Clair, Michigan   The boys at Stony Creek, Michigan   Life is simple my friend. Don’t work till you are dead. A wise person make time for their family and friends.… Continue reading

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“Hands of stone”

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for                                   Hands of stone Life is hard and… Continue reading

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Photo Wednesday

40 year old photos. Grandfather told me. You need to travel, test life and have fun. These are the needed memories for us in our old age.  Have many friends, never dwell on… Continue reading

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I hate you, war.

I hate you, war A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.           I hate you, War Dear grandchild. I’m so sorry. I left you just blood and hate.  My father left me Vietnam… Continue reading

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Merry Christmas-What will I remember?

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold… Continue reading

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