Category Archive: dance

Bad, bad , bad ass lady….

Bad, bad, bad ass lady… She was the prettiest gal I ever seen. She was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey alone, her shoes were off to the side of her bar stool. Her… Continue reading

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The raging water…

The raging water…. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading

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The lucky one…

The lucky one A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe gift of love. No more honored gift.                                The lucky one… She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… Continue reading

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Delia….

Delia A Poem by Coyote Poetrylove can be sweet.. Love can damn us (The name Delia is of Greek origin. The meaning of Delia is “visible”. It is also of English origin, where its meaning… Continue reading

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Swirl me in your mind….

 Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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Catch the wind.

Catch the wind… Please kind lady, please lay with me. Allow the night to cover us with the warmth of love embrace. We were strangers till we learned. We had the same dreams,… Continue reading

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Leonard Cohen and a poem…. Dearest Eleanor..

Dearest Eleanor We were Summer lovers and we tried to capture the sun. The sun sun-kissed our skin and we loved the sea. We loved hot coffee and old books. We never said… Continue reading

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Like a river and some quotes.

My grandfather told me. What we didn’t do. Haunt our life and dreams…….. ———A happy life is making time for morning coffee talk, long walks on a quiet beach, dancing with someone you… Continue reading

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Our world…

Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                       Our world One earth and people,… Continue reading

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Who am I now?

 Who am I now? 1992 2019 We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some… Continue reading

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