Category Archive: coyote poetry

I remember you.

I remember you. The summer days were long. The splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun, beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days, thaw our cold hearts and… Continue reading

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Choose the road, you love

     Choose what you love ——————————————————————————————————————- Enjoy your life, life wait for no-one. Create pretty photos for the heart. Dance with your beloved, show the children the beauty of the sea and… Continue reading

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We loan, we borrow and we stole.

    We loan, we borrow and we stole The Winter of 1978, we create boundless nights, we made  thousand promises for love and you taught me. We loan, we borrow and we… Continue reading

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Spin the bottle.

Spin the bottle   Old man sat alone. He told me. “Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Life is like spin the bottle playing with your sister. All you get is… Continue reading

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Rear-end of a so-call love.

Rear-end of a so-call love   She poured the tequila and she told me I was the only one. I whispered to her, to the only one I’m holding tonight and I kissed… Continue reading

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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… Continue reading

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Once, twice and again

Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. ——————————————————- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I told… Continue reading

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“I saw a face”

I saw a face   I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory.   She walked toward me… Continue reading

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One of the great songs and some words.

Dear Angela   Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady. Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight.   All of us are dirty with sin. Few of us are clean… Continue reading

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“You are my poetry”

You are my poetry   Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard.  … Continue reading

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