Monthly Archive: September, 2017

The Fall and you

The Fall and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words coyotepoetrebloggeddailykaya(Thank you Tumblr)                                The Fall and you The lazy days of Fall had left me with you. Just a swing and… Continue reading

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The Great, Grey Sea

Originally posted on faithlesspaladin:
She’s asleep in the back seat, at peace it seems. Maybe she’s having sweet and beautiful dreams. A soft love song plays on the radio, soothing me. I’m not…

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Waves

Originally posted on Solitude In Silence:
When the waves Come looking for you (No, you were not the tenacious one), Don’t give the impression That I am your shore. I tried for lifetimes…

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“Teach me kind lover”

Teach me kind lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music made me write tonight. Teach me kind lover Dear Julia told me. Johnnie. Can’t live to die. You must live to live.… Continue reading

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“Teach me tiger”

Teach me tiger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song made me write some words. Teach me tiger Sweet woman had lingered on my mind all day. Her long sun-kissed legs and skin… Continue reading

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“Blame not the kiss”

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                           Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading

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“Turn, turn, turn”

Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover. I will be your salvation and you will be my… Continue reading

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“CLEAR MOONLIT NIGHT”

Originally posted on THE UNPREDICTABLE :
Once upon a time I found a lake Of frigid crystal waters… Upon the surface The moon strikes Of silvery rays. On certain nights When the moon is…

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“If we make it through December”

If we make it through December Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin beauty.… Continue reading

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Butterflies in a net

Originally posted on Moccasins at Meadow Arc:
We are pink kissed? butterflies in mists, birthed in flight with rights? by mothers , yet sought for every day pornography, clipped ,? dipped, pinned and…

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