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_I remember you

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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We must listen with care. Many are walking on a thread of hope. “Silence and listen”

Silence and listen A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to listen. Silence and listen Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind.  Sending apologies to old memories.… Continue reading

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You and I?

You and I? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. You and I? A long time ago. We had the same hope and dreams.  We found each other again, drowning in old regret… Continue reading

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_Wildflowers dreams

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me.                              Wildflowers dream      (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly.… Continue reading

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Five short poems.

Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                  War The war is over. The guns locked away. The soldiers are resting. Youth and eyes burned out by war. No-one… Continue reading

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My Ambrosia

coyotepoetrebloggedcitroenzx(THank you Tumblr)                             My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in… Continue reading

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_Young men dream and old men wish

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                            Young men dream and old… Continue reading

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Poetry and Jack London quotes

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading

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Memorial day poetry–Father’s eyes and anger and World War one poetry

Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they mine… Continue reading

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–I understand why we protect the wildflower 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.… Continue reading

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