Daily Archive: September 16, 2024

She closed her eyes…

She closed her eyes.. She closed her eyes. She was making wishes upon the first raising star in her mind. She was wandering to the wishing well in her dreams. She kept her… Continue reading

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Beautiful journey…

Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wise person ensure they take the good road.                      Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences ortake… Continue reading

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When a woman smiled…

When an woman smiled… My  heart stopped and my world become perfect. When the gift of your beautiful smile and your laughter, take me to sacred and cherish place. I’m captive by your… Continue reading

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The twisted dance of love…

The twisted dance of love….                      (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the night of the Germany December. I feel the heat of tender flesh and I look into your blue eyes.… Continue reading

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Pieces of April…

Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone  and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading

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My Hemingway wish…

My Hemingway wish.. After World War one. Many great writers gathered in the city of light, dear Paris. She was a place where artist, poets and writers painted their wonders, wrote their words.… Continue reading

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Four little poems…

Four lines poems. A Poem by Coyote PoetryTaking chances, writing in different directions. We were naked, we twisted our bodies into a unfinished puzzle and we shared wild dreams. We talked and we used… Continue reading

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Almost October…

Dear October Almost October. My old friend. Cooler day and the beauty of the change of color of the trees. Allow us. To slow down and ponder who we are, where we are… Continue reading

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Hanging with the amazing Tom Jones and some words.

I am growing old and I know now what life is. My grandfather told me often. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing. Better to hold silence than to create a unrepairable situation. ”… Continue reading

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T.L.C. No violence in love..

T.L.C. Tender loving care… No violence in love… (A old poem. Our world is no different. We must ensure the crazy people don’t have guns. We must ensure the dangerous people don’t have… Continue reading

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