Monthly Archive: November, 2020

I will love you forever and a day..

“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time.  ” I will love you forever and a day”. A… Continue reading →

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Cry a tear..

Cry a tear A Poem by Coyote PoetryMy first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979.                              Cry a tear My heart still can bleed with pain and loss still.Tears can fall when… Continue reading →

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The lucky or the crazy?

The lucky or the crazy? A Poem by Coyote PoetryI lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.”              The lucky or the crazy We danced by the… Continue reading →

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I don’t remember how you looked

I don’t remember how you looked A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.                                 I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how you look.Your… Continue reading →

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The lady near the sea

The lady near the sea A rainy and gloomy night in New Orleans in the Winter of 1992. Johnnie tried to drink away the heaviness of things left behind. He sat alone near… Continue reading →

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A sisters shawl

A wonderful poem shared by a talented writer.

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We shall rise and we shall fall….

We shall fall and rise ——————————————————— I listened to you, you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart. I made you laugh and I told you. Naked heart and too… Continue reading →

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Love story…..

Love story…. You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear lover.… Continue reading →

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Children in time…..

 Children in time….. I took a little walk by Lake Saint Clair, The Winter grasp and hold was almost gone. I looked at the morning sun and I touched the cold water. I… Continue reading →

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Viaggio nella memoria

Originally posted on Tavolozza di vita:
Viaggio della memoria La vita è viaggio della memoria o attesa alla prossima stazione per riavvolgere il nastro di occhi lucidi di nostalgia che straripa senza bussare…

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