Monthly Archive: August, 2022

Bella Luna…

 Bello Luna.. The majestic sky is above us. The million stars shining like diamonds in the sky and you and I. We are adoring the rising moon. I told her. I told Bella… Continue reading

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You taught me what love was…

You taught me what love was.. I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember us eating three meals together daily and I remember your… Continue reading

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Mademoiselle…

Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Third chapter of a tale. August new writing twenty-six.  Mademoiselle.. Near her hotel as we walked, we heard music being played. Some hard rock and roll loud and… Continue reading

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Mademoiselle.. part two.

Mademoiselle.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Chapter two of a three-part tale. August new writing twenty-five.  Mademoiselle. Gabrielle took my hand and she dragged my away from the hotel. She whispered. We must hurry,… Continue reading

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Mademoiselle.. Chapter one.

Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Chapter one. I spend a week in London once. I read poetry at Hyde Park and befriended many.  Mademoiselle… Once I sought peace in traveling and I needed… Continue reading

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Sappho’nun cucurisi

Originally posted on SaphilopeS:
sevgili cucurlitom uhh yine uydurdum / sana nasıl bir armağan verebilirimo güzel boynunu kapatmışken, nasılparlatabilirim bu azı dişlerimiüstelik ay parlak ve en koruyucu masumiyeti kaybetmişkenbu güzel serçe parmağım seni…

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You can’t run from yourself…

You can’t run from yourself… I thought I had chameleon skin. My face could change with the weather, the continent. Once a blushing beauty told me. You are so handsome. Please show me… Continue reading

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The stormy sea…

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive.                         The stormy sea… The beauty of the Monterey bay, left… Continue reading

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Blushing beauty stole my heart…

Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading

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GO NAKED

Originally posted on Poetry of Beauty :
Take off that costume you wearLet us meet in the naked truthAdmit it, you are pure consciousnessThe heavens, the stars, all that wasAll that is and will…

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