Category Archive: Poetry and story

Live

Live Dead men don’t complain, liars always lie. Sleeping men cannot see or feel. What is real and what is not? Took a war for me to learn to live. I was a… Continue reading

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Blessings

Blessings     A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Blessings Today was a beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly and the lake St. Clair was dancing upon the shore. The grandchildren are… Continue reading

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Go forward..

Go forward I told the young woman with tears in her eyes. Somedays are lonely and we can be scared. We believe we walk alone. Sometime we need to stop our life and… Continue reading

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Thankfulness

Thankfulness   Once I wanted everything. Today I have enough. Once I was the gin, sin and traveling man. I wanted to drink a shot of whiskey in a 100 countries and put… Continue reading

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One of the great songs and a poem.

  Shipwreck memories     The irony of a long life. We will know joy and sadness. We will have good days and bad days. We will want to live forever and we… Continue reading

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Dearest Nicole

Dearest Nicole   Pretty woman danced alone. Her body dancing freely to the good songs and she had no concern for the observers of her dance.   I went to her in her… Continue reading

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Fabiola

Fabiola       (Now nothing remains the same)     Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and… Continue reading

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My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing..

   My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing ————————————————————————————————————————- In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I… Continue reading

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Just you..

Just you ——————————————————————————————-  I died and my kind lady, you saved me, I accepted the nightmare life and you showed me the light of hope. I remembered you told me. “Say something, please.… Continue reading

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The liar’s moon..

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

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