Monthly Archive: August, 2022

I will return my love..

I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.” Prayer for peace..                     Guns and bombs… Continue reading

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The poet’s eyes, the lover song..

The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading

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Jazzy Wednesday poetry..

Jazzy Wednesday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love her eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading

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Just a slow dance..

 Just a slow dance…. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember… Continue reading

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Just a Black Velvet lullaby..

Just a Black Velvet lullaby… I wrote to a old journal in a Austin, Texas tavern in 1993. The poet don’t cry, he just write some more. Hemingway told us, we, who love… Continue reading

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The sweetest things…

The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The simple things my friends make life worthwhile.                                    The sweetest things.. I have saw so many beautiful places and I have walked on places of… Continue reading

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Just meat and tales of kisses…

Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs”  “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It was… Continue reading

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The canvas of love…

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great beauty… Continue reading

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I love you, I love you, I love you..

   I love you, I love you, I love you.. I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted  soft hands in your hands. Someone to hold you tightly in the coldness of the… Continue reading

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Bare and true..

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.     Bare and true.. She was a noble beauty and … Continue reading

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