Flesh and bones’
Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized… Continue reading
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Tango lullaby’
Tango lullaby Loving lady is waiting for me. Her black tight dress covering up little. Allowing her long tan legs to tempt my visions when I arrived at the night club. She had her… Continue reading
My Grandfather house
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following… Continue reading
‘Forget me not’
Forget me not A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Forget me not I dreamed of you. I dreams of us. I picked-up the phone. I was dreaming of your face, your voice,… Continue reading
‘Iodine’
Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading
Remember me, remember us
Remember me, remember us. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Remember me, remember us Pretty lady sat alone by a closed window and she is waiting. She is waiting for a memory. … Continue reading
‘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
‘Dear lover’
Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry People can fall together for the wrong reasons. Dear lover I have learned too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are… Continue reading
The parable of the flower and the lovelorn man
jedyoong(Thank you for the photo) hot and sexy “> http://jedyoong.tumblr.com coyotepoet The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in… Continue reading
‘Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors’
Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life. Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and… Continue reading