Broken man prayers..

Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.               … 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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Nothing else matters.. And beautiful Lucie Silvas song.

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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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Should of loved you more..

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Some Jazzy Tuesday music and a poem. Love is like a hammer.

Love is like a hammer.. I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the Jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading →

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Dangerous places and beautiful faces..

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  It is good to walk upon the edge.                           Dangerous places and beautiful faces.. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous.To swim in uncontrolled passion and… Continue reading →

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One more day..

One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Wars need to end. No-one win in war.  Twenty one gun salute                         Loyalty                        Duty                        Respect                        Selfless service                        Honor                        Integrity                        Personal courage                      (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading →

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A cradle hymn..

(Johnnie, with daughter in 1996.)  A cradle hymn Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird don’t sing.Daddy going buy you a diamond ring. Poor little baby.Alone… Continue reading →

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Sweet pleasure and rare delight..

Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some memories become sweeter with time.  Sweet pleasure and rare delights.. Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till… Continue reading →

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