Tag Archive: John Coyote

Bare and true….

Bare and true…     In the stillness of the warm Summer night, we were left in a standstill of should I stay or should I go? Should we journey to new and… Continue reading

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Idyllic places

Idyllic places and time A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                            Idyllic place and time The storyteller told the writers. We… Continue reading

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Forgiveness

Forgiveness Can you live with hate, regret and sadness? My beautiful Ojibwa Grandmother taught us, you can not. My Grandmother told me when I was seven. When I was six years old in… Continue reading

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Sugar and spice..

Sugar and spice         You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear… Continue reading

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A memory- A story

A memory, a story. ———————————————————–                           Everything In the stillness of the night, you held me, so tightly. You were my… Continue reading

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Great song and a poem.

Wildflowers   I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regrets dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you cannot be… Continue reading

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Molly Malone said..

Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Molly Malone” I caught the… Continue reading

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Yesterday..

 So pretty Please walk with me, please talk with me. Allow our hearts to become one. I want my hand holding your hand and I want you to hear you sing, sweet love… Continue reading

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Sway..

 Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy.  A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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Ayla Nereo song and poetry for nature/peace.

  The earth, the sky and the water   I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance.  I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my… Continue reading

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