The Winter of life

                                                         The Winter of life The cold of the Michigan Winter. Bring back the sweet memories again. Wishing for better days. Feeling the sun. Hot days. Peace.… Continue reading

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Old Painter at the beach boardwalk.

Old Painter at the beach boardwalk. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the old ones. Can enlighten the mind and heart.                … Continue reading

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In the valley of the Devils and the Angels.

  In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have play the sinner. Danced in the sweat and passion of liar’s emotions. Made so many promises. I couldn’t keep. I told… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend.

A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be alive my friend (Can you… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love.

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                          Show me the way… Continue reading

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Grandmother hope and wishes.

Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to… Continue reading

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The hills and the Apache.

The hills and the Apache A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem when I was seeking who I was. Written in 1992.                         The hills and the Apache I had a bottle… Continue reading

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The War Prayer by Mark Twain

  Mark Twain wrote of war with a honest pen. Please read this old poem. His words still ring strong today. Ask a old Soldier. Was there great honor in war? The answer… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories dances  in my head.   Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day. I don’t remember how… Continue reading

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Beautiful stranger

Beautiful stranger Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar bar in Austin, Texas. Reflecting on things lost on the road. Strangers are around me. Whispering secret to their lovers. Under the dim lights.… Continue reading

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