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Fairytale endings

Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly.                         Fairytale ending Love letters are sent. New hope… Continue reading

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Sweat, blood and tears.

Sweat, blood and tears. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Karma is a fair judge. You will pay in double for sins done without concern for another.                                  Sweat, blood and tears. Inflected and… Continue reading

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A solace and a blessing.

A solace and a blessing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life.                … Continue reading

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The brown eyes girl

                  The brown eyes girl   A Poem by Coyote Poetry   Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring… Continue reading

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Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace

              Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best days of a life. When love is being born.                                Sanctuaries of the… 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… Continue reading

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Worn and torn love

Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985(For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. I tries to pick her up and show her life was  okay. I hope she found peace?)… Continue reading

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The stormy sea

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey bay.… Continue reading

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Flesh and bones.

Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive.               Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated.… Continue reading

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Whiskey dreams are still the same

Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.          … Continue reading

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