Category Archive: coyote poetry

A one way street…

  A one way street,  sweet baby Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear Johnnie. I told her, sweetie,… Continue reading

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Forget me not…

Forget me not   I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine. I dreamed of… Continue reading

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Molly Malone said…

Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                              Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Molly Malone” I caught the… Continue reading

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The lovely silence..

The lovely silence     The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours.  True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands… Continue reading

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Holy as love..

A moment, of forever                      “Holy as love You were my Winter prayer, my Christmas miracle. We found a safe place to keep warm,… Continue reading

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Don’t give up.

  Don’t give-up I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation.… Continue reading

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O so sweet, O so soft

    O so sweet, O so soft My dearest miracle, I was alone till you blessed me with your sweet kiss and your gentle voice. Once I asked you. Would you, could… Continue reading

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“The willow tree”

The willow trees Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can. The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to… Continue reading

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The liar’s moon

Liar’s moon A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some new words.                       The liar’s moon The Coyote was quiet tonight, tranquil night allowed him to recede… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter.

Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story                               Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had… Continue reading

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