Category Archive: poet

The stone face man…

The stone face man A Poem by Coyote PoetryEverybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway.                              Stone face man… In old New Orleans 1993. I found a quiet… Continue reading

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Just a dance…

Just a dance… We are walking on pins and needles. Once we spoke lover’s words. Now we are strangers, imprisons in self-made hell. Did we love? Do we hate? We tasted sweet, we… Continue reading

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The brown eyes girl…

The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and crazy… Continue reading

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Dear Julie…

Dear Julie A Poem by Coyote PoetryA letter in a sense. Written in 1980                       Dear Julie…. My merciful friend.I received your letter.I was at my worst.You kind words of love and devotion made… Continue reading

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Love letters never send..

Love letters never send. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime letters are not send. Maybe fear of rejection? Or fear of being wanted?                      Love letter never send…. Dear Peggy…. I wanted to drop a… Continue reading

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Stitches… And a Leonard Cohen song.

Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading

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Ain’t blue no-more.

Ain’t blue no-more.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryNovember poetry number three…                     Ain’t blue no-more… “Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to die. It… Continue reading

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Blood and wine…..

Blood and wine. A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.                        Blood and wine… Most of us are just dancing on… Continue reading

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Her beauty had not blinded me…

Her beauty has not  blinded me…. She roamed like a old tom cat. Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot andshe don’t look boyish.… Continue reading

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Dreams….

Dreams A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life.      Dreams… I have been dreaming… Continue reading

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