Coyote Poetry
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For my brother..A Poem by Coyote PoetryApril is poetry month. Poem number five. I found a old journal from 1988. This poem was never published. Old words, old sadness. Become leftover pain.. |
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One more cup of coffee my dearest..A Poem by Coyote PoetryApril is poetry month. This is new poetry number four. 26 more to do. |
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Damned if you do, damned if you don't.A Poem by Coyote PoetryApril is poetry month. My number three poem. 27 more. |
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We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess..A Poem by Coyote PoetryApril is Poetry month. Poem number two. |
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Dear Jenny..A Poem by Coyote PoetryApril is poetry month. I will attempt to write 30 new poems. This poem is number one. |
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Russian Roulette..A Poem by Coyote PoetryIn war. No-one wins. Just leftover men, just hollow men. |
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Scars, we do have..A Poem by Coyote PoetryNew poem number two. Maybe my muse is alive? |
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Wild and free..A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeen writing lightly lately. Finally a new poem. |
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We need barefoot days.A Poem by Coyote PoetryI need a warm day. |
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The pretty things, the dangerous things..A Poem by Coyote PoetryRemembering Marianne Faithfull. |
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