Can cry a tear.

Can cry a tear A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1980. When heart was hopeful and strong. Can cry a tear My heart still can a tear. A tear of… Continue reading

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Is this the end my friend?

Never again. Sweet words that lasted but a few moment in time. Patriot missile. Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) Is this the end my friend? A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m… Continue reading

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On the thread of a word.

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry                               On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like… Continue reading

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Two good men.

Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written. Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman… Continue reading

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Wild bird

A wild bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people need freedom. To lock them up. They will fade away and die. A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes. She… Continue reading

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My siren.

My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.                    My Siren The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the… Continue reading

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Texas bars and Texas woman.

Texas bars and Texas woman (A old poem written in 1993. When I roam the Texas as a young man.) The Doctor told  me. “You are damn healthy. You must take care of… Continue reading

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Too late for forgiveness.

Too late for forgiveness. Second brother put into the cold earth. Death by their own hands. Left many to swim in bad decisions and not enough kind words. The things I believed in.… Continue reading

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Shadows of war.

Shadows of war A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart. Shadows of war. I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission… Continue reading

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My beautiful Daniela

My beautiful Daniela A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sweet memories of youth. My beautiful Daniela. My world was wild and crazy. I’m slow down by a look of beauty and softness. Her blue… Continue reading

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