Peace shall come.

Peace shall come A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Peace shall come My good friend. The war is over for you. You fought the good fight and now. You rest with 40… Continue reading

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‘Lay lady lay’

Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some 4-5 line poetry. An effort. Lay lady lay — She peeled her clothing off slow and easy like a stripper tempting a wanting man.… Continue reading

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One of my favorite

Je t’aime A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and… Continue reading

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“THE WAVES”

Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
See and listen to the waves sounding, The cresting, breaking, pounding! A symphony of songs, Amidst discords, wrongs… Then hear the patter amongst us; Enemies, lovers, youngsters, The…

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I knew how to sing once dear Julie

I knew how to sing once dear Julie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I knew how to sing once dear Julie Once I believe in love and I believed in the… Continue reading

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‘Who is first? Who is last?

Who is first? Who is last? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything… Continue reading

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We will accept less

We will accept less and forget who we were. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just word We will accept less and forget who we were Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500… Continue reading

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‘Holy as love’

Holy as love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some short poetry. Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with  me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told… Continue reading

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‘Quiet echoes and secluded places’

Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading

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‘Dead man stew’

Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor.                                  Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading

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