–The lucky one

The lucky one A Poem by Coyote Poetry The gift of love. No more honored gift.                                The lucky one She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her… Continue reading

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–Like father

Like Father A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become our parent? Do we follow their footsteps.                                Like father My father, like most men. He learned to hide is sadness and… Continue reading

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–Write, write and write more.

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?… Continue reading

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–The lover, A Soldier prayer

The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer)Poor boys and men. Roads… Continue reading

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–I want to know you

I want to know you Invisible whispers and silence photos they give me remnants of who you are. Do you know me?  I believe woman are more layered than men. Rarely does a… Continue reading

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Gifts without seeking rewards are the true gifts of love and kindness. A amazing video

What we give with kindness and love will comes back to us. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A amazing video. Please watch. Kindness and love A good life is giving without the need… Continue reading

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__God’s going to cut you down

God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash) A Poem by Coyote Poetry I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry.     God’s going to… Continue reading

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Words. Do they have meaning? Heal/not kill.

I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.”   Prayer for peace Guns and… Continue reading

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Eden

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Vicente Redondo The blue of the sea Is an invitation to Daydream, laziness. A summer day of leisure Is a foretaste of Eden.

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Does It Please You…

Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
Does it please you… That when I look at myself I imagine it is you Watching me Studying me As I dress for my day From the first…

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