Tag Archive: Poet

“Needing and bleeding”

Needing and bleeding   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.                                      Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms.… Continue reading

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Not reacting or accepting-We are part of the action

Not reacting or accepting- We are part of the action. –The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz — he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men… Continue reading

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Halie Loren and a poem.

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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“The raging water”

  The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading

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Dance with me

paperimages Ron Hicks, Slow Dance coyotepoet                                      I want to dance with you The night is long and the songs are good. You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my… Continue reading

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“A thousand kisses deep”

A thousand kisses deep A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song help create poetry. A 1989 rewrite. (A rewrite written in original form in 1989) A thousand kisses deep You told me in… Continue reading

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For the sea-The Coastline

The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline I fell in love with her… Continue reading

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Harvey and a Poem.

Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading

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“Dreaming of Scotland”

Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget.                        Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading

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“Hands of stone”

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for                                   Hands of stone Life is hard and… Continue reading

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