Tag Archive: Poet

Mystical places

Mystical places A Poem by Coyote Poetry First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever.                                Mystical places… Continue reading

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The stillness of the night

The stillness of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need places where we know peace and we can be who we are truly are.                      The stillness of the night Real… Continue reading

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Divine Nature

Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away. A  wish upon a star Every night before I close my eyes.  I whisper your name. I make a… Continue reading

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Beautiful Brigitte

      Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 38 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks me up and allow… Continue reading

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In Monterey

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea.                             In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading

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Just men

Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1978. I’m at a German Guesthaus. Drinking with a Russian soldier, A German Soldier and me.                  … Continue reading

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You are always on my mind

You are always on my mind. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us You will always be on my mind The splendor… Continue reading

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Show me the way to love

Show me the way to love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Opening of love should be slow and easy. Good things take times and patience.   Show me the way to love Kind… Continue reading

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She had wildflowers in her hair

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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