Resemble love…
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love.. Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink.I was weary… Continue reading
Daily Archive: October 19, 2024
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A New York City night..
A New York city night. Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
Love posies…
Love Posies… His pretty love, dear Veronica told him.You promised me love posies, everyday of my life.You promised me morning posies andyou promised to read love posies before we sleep. You promised midnight… Continue reading
Summer of 42…
Summer of 42… I told the prettiest gal in Ann Arbor. You are my Summer blessing and my sweetest dreams. She asked me. Can we watch the Summer of 42 and Love story… Continue reading
Wantonness soul.. And a amazing Emily Dickinson poem.
Wantonness heart.. (Once I sought death and I found death whispers. Death whispered told me. Not your time yet. You haven’t done enough.) Wantonness soul… Once wantonness man sought the long river, once wantonness… Continue reading
Steal a memory, borrow a memory.. And a beautiful Sophie Zelmani song.
Steal a memory, borrow a memory… The dilemma of a long life. The restless heart learn to adore old memories. The fortune of youth become eloquence words on a sheet of paper. We… Continue reading
Run away with me.. And a beautiful Carly Rae Jepsen song.
Run away with me… Sweetest and prettiest gal in Ann Arbor.Please run away with me.Let’s toss all our useless dreams away and please take my hand.Hand in hand, we will roam to the… Continue reading
One more day…
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute.. Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading
A song of forever…
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
A Poet’s love..
“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.”Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike Everett“If a writer loves… Continue reading