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FREEDOM
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to be free are roll..
Beautiful Brigitte
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful34 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks ..
Sweet pleasure and rare delight.
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Some memories become sweeter with time.
55 years and wanting more..
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Funny how we change view on life. Age teach us to want more and less.
City of Detroit
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Poem for my city.
My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea.
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
My lovely Beatrice. My muse by thesea. Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages withone sweet kiss. Angel with broken wi..
Glorious love.
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper.
Big Surf and Alisa Fineman
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.
Brother peace, sister love.
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
War is alive and well. Why?
Memory of music.
A Poem by
Coyote Poetry
Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.
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