Tag Archive: life

Germany poetry- Wildflower dreams

Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me.                            Wildflowers dream      (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading

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Concern, kindness and love

Concern ,kindness and love will comes back to us. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A amazing video. Please watch. Kindness and love A good life is giving without the need of reward. Listen… Continue reading

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NewYork City lights chapters 4-6

New York city lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part four of my time in New York.                                     New York city lights- The trip with Dorthy I left Fort Dix, New Jersey on… Continue reading

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-The sweet red wine

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new… Continue reading

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-Break me and make me feel alive

Break me and make me feel alive Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful.                       Break me and make… Continue reading

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The New York city lights-chapter seven

The New York city lights-Set-up and conversation. Chaper seven A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.   The New York city lights Me and Dorthy were left alone. Our friendly bartender and… Continue reading

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The New York city lights-the night

The New York city lights-the night—Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter.                                    The New York city lights-the night I held Dorthy tightly. My face in her hair,  her hair smelled… Continue reading

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Will you still love you tomorrow

Will you still love me tomorrow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create words and thoughts. Will you still me tomorrow Beautiful Jenni told me. “Baby, two highways can never be one.… Continue reading

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-Barefoot dreams

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading

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-The road called me

The road called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.                                  The road called me I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got… Continue reading

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