Category Archive: Poetry and story

“True love gives all”

True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live. True love gives all. Sixty five years together. He stood by my grandmother with… Continue reading

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Good song and words-My eyes adored you

My eyes adored you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Frankie Valli and the Four seasons. My eyes adored you My sweet dream, my first dream and my last dream. I loved… Continue reading

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The cold blooded lover

The cold blooded lover “Scattered Notes”, 2015-2016, Yuriy Ku Drop A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories lay heavy in hidden places. The cold blooded lover My bad karma led me to you… Continue reading

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“The red dress”

The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time.                    The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night.… Continue reading

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“I try to remember”

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                         I try to remember I tried to remember the curves of your body. … Continue reading

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“Drink of me, my love.”

Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading

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Some Michigan poetry-TLC

Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.                                      Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading

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“She had wildflowers in her hair”

She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your  gentle warm days make me come alive. Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories. I remembered a  barefoot beauty taking me… Continue reading

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“Cold steel” A old poem.

Cold steel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can’t get worst? Cold steel Baby, I told you.… Continue reading

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One of my favorites-Bitter branches

Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading

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