Category Archive: coyote

Did I do, all I could do?

Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was given? (For the dear singer Joey, her memory still bring tears to my eyes)   Dear lord, I am getting so… Continue reading

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“Two shots of happy, one shot of sad.”

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places, but we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading

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“The intoxication kiss”

The intoxicating kiss   The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading

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“The waltz of the Angels”

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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Happy or sad?

Happy or sad?   Pretty poet asked, Monterey dark poet, are you drinking by the sea tonight?   He looked at her pretty face and he whispered.   The sea is kind, always… Continue reading

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“The color of love”

The color of love   Dear lover, you made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the gentleness of your… Continue reading

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The lucky or the crazy.

The lucky or the crazy We danced by the light of the moon, every Saturday and Sunday we came and watched the sun fall into the sea.   I watched you write my… Continue reading

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Big Sur

(Big Sur and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.)     Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989,… Continue reading

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Capture love’

Captive love   My lady of May became my Summer lover, my kind and sweet woman had seized my heart and she awoke my slumbering heart.   I  whispered to her, lullabies of… Continue reading

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“The coming storms”

The coming storm.   Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words.   She whispered… Continue reading

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