Mother didn’t blink.

                       Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem.                     Mother did not blink(Abuser children and… Continue reading

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Men, whiskey and dreams of peace.

Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off?                     Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Wishing, hoping and… Continue reading

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The Medicine wheel.

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people.                … Continue reading

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Love and hate

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem from 1978. Youth allow the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone. Thinking… Continue reading

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Memory of a Mother. (Happy Mother’s day.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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A dance with death.

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our… Continue reading

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I wanted everything and I needed nothing.

I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and… Continue reading

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Sweet Peggy

        Sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm  Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate.… Continue reading

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Big Surf a-dreaming

Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. Big Surf a-dreaming. A un-mark road with a small sign will… Continue reading

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Sacrifice and blasphemy.

                        Freedom I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated to… Continue reading

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