Where the wild roses grow’
Where the wild roses grow
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Two short poems.
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Where the wild roses grow
– I have known
I have danced with the sea.
I have stood on the great mountains surrounded by the free clouds.
I have found the devil and I have found God.
I thought I was someone and I learn.
We are just like the dandelions.
Born to live for a moment and find soliste in the kind wind.
I have known love and I have known hate.
I did learn. Any gift of love is special and wonderful.
We are just here for a second.
Love, dance, sing and celebrate the new day.
We decide our life.
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Agony of her
Sweet Jennifer stole my thoughts.
I was the dead-man walking.
Her long legs and her blue eyes made me wish for unknown territory and journey.
She made me wish for the wild sea and the long sweet kiss.
She was an auburn hair beauty with blue eyes demanding everything without concern for the payment.
Best be left alone and free.
I will accept the payment for my muse, my siren.John Castellenas/Coyote
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