Coyote Poetry
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The missing piecesA Poem by Coyote PoetryFragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. |
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Not enoughA Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime love isn't enough. |
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Books in limboA Poem by Coyote PoetryI went to the library. I requested two books. Jack London "When God laugh" and Any book written by John Dryden. I was told. Neither book in the metro.. |
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For Christina May ShanabergA Poem by Coyote PoetrySome poetry from a great Writer's cafe writer who had left us. Please touch her name and read her work. We have lost many in my five years.We need to .. |
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You are always on my mind.A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us |
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Drunk man callingA Poem by Coyote PoetryFunny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. |
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Christina May ShanabergA Poem by Coyote PoetryAin't no Angels on earth. Just people trying to do their best. Christina had been on my mind lately. I tell people. When we read a ancient writer. We .. |
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She had wildflowers in her hairA Poem by Coyote PoetryHaunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on to. |
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Tender loving careA Poem by Coyote PoetryReal love is given without the desire of reward. |
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Sacred places and sweet dreamsA Poem by Coyote PoetryMemories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. |
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