Bare and true..

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.     Bare and true.. She was a noble beauty and … Continue reading →

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My beautiful Daniela..

My beautiful Daniela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sweet memories of youth.  My beautiful Daniela. (Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in November 1978) My… Continue reading →

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The dark lights, the bright lights..

The dark light and the bright lights. The dark light and the bright lights. Two places we must journey and be observers,  become vulnerable to life’s sin and opportunities. The daylights bring no… Continue reading →

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Some days can be perfect..

Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning tide. … Continue reading →

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Amazing and beautiful Larissa Liveir and a poem. Two guitars..

Anya held my right hand tightly like a lost child till we arrived in Cologne. We could hear the music near. It was loud and so damn good.  We walked into the city.… Continue reading →

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I try to remember..

I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014                          I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body.  Us blindfolded … Continue reading →

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If I could turn back time, I would.

If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading →

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Remember to forget…

Remember to forget.. 1- Once, with a Germany night sky above me. Pretty Bridgette found me. She held me like a child and she told me. Play stay with me till you are… Continue reading →

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My beautiful Daniela..

My beautiful Daniela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Sweet memories of youth. Written in 1978.  My beautiful Daniela. (Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in… Continue reading →

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The sweat, the blood and the tears.

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

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