Category Archive: coyote poetry

‘Killing me softly

Killing me softly   You are my barefoot dream and wish. I have loved you more than anyone or anything since you came to me in your Summer dress and whispered a sweet… Continue reading

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Some words and a photo of Big Sur.

Listen, think, speak   Grandfather told me often. Take two to fight and take one not to fight. If the aggressor had no-one to fight. Maybe we can learn peace. Grandma told me… Continue reading

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Love letters

Love letters — part two.   My sweet love. We may be foolish, wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness… Continue reading

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Love letters never send

Love letters never send   Old man wrote a letter. He wrote “My dear love.”   What we don’t do. These are the memories that will break our heart forever. You and I.… Continue reading

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Some nature poetry and photos

Some nature poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words   Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free… Continue reading

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Fever’

Fever   I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are wearing your red dress and your dangerous smile.… Continue reading

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Let it be me’

Let it be me (For Joey)   You are my old song, my new song. You are my place to rest sweet love. I want to see your beautiful face everyday of my… Continue reading

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I will never leave you’

I will never leave you (For Joey, a missed beautiful and kind lady)   I was no-one till you made me feel alive. You caressed my life with song and love. You told… Continue reading

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Dead flowers

Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more   Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading

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‘I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice

I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice   Was Monterey, was the sea near. It was the whiskey and sweet wine we drank dear Beatrice. We conspired to find new cities… Continue reading

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