Coyote Poetry
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The karma of loveA Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we are young. We waste the gift of love. |
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Why are you still with me?A Poem by Coyote PoetryMust appreciate the gift of love. Come rarely into a life. |
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In MontereyA Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can try to escape. Sooner or later the memory will catch up with us. |
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On the thread of a wordA Poem by Coyote PoetryBeen a while. A new poem. |
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I remember you.A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. |
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Ancient floorsA Poem by Coyote PoetryAncient floorsIn the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed.Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The brok.. |
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What men are capable of...A Poem by Coyote PoetryI saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate. |
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Sins of our father's.A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. |
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Killed and killedA Poem by Coyote PoetryA true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. |
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My last stand will be in New York city.A Poem by Coyote PoetryTwo brother die by own hands. I dream of a place to find peace. |
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